If your life had lyrics, would they be any good?

How can we be alive and not wonder about the stories we knit together this place we call the world? Without stories our universe is merely rocks and clouds and lava and blackness. It's a village scraped raw by warm waters leaving not a trace of what existed before.

I know it's not cat food, but what exactly is it that they put inside of tinned ravioli?

Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony.

Purchased experiences don't count.

You've seen what you've seen; you've felt what you've felt. Ideology is for people who don't trust their own experiences and perceptions of the world.

It's never felt more Canadian to be Canadian than it does now.