People aren't wired to be alone. Even in the stressful population of prison, solitary confinement is still considered a cruel punishment.

Everyone has problems. It's how you choose to deal with them. Some people choose to be whiners some choose to be winners. Some choose to be victims some choose to be victors.

In the end, we all lose it. Remember that. In the end, we own nothing.

I am a believer in angels, though not the picture-book kind with wings and harps. Such angelic accoutrements seem as nonsensical to me as devils sporting horns and carrying pitchforks. To me, angel wings are merely symbolic of their role as divine messengers.

Everyone who got to where they are had to begin where they were.

The greatest shackles we bear in thislife are those forged by our own fears

There's no problem so big that whining won't make it worse.