We can never understand other people's motives, nor their furniture.
We work for praise, and dawdle once we have it.
If you jot down every silly thought that pops into your mind, you will soon find out everything you most seriously believe.
What a shame that allowances have to stop with the teens: both those that are paid to us and those that are made for us.
We always prefer war on our own terms to peace on someone else's.
The past is strapped to our backs. We do not have to see it; we can always feel it.