Those who don't try never look foolish.
I believe if I refuse to grow old, I can stay young 'til I die.
Often we treat certain aspects of ourselves as junk, having no value. We try to throw parts of ourselves in the garbage. But a human being is an ecosystem, and everything in that system is of value to the whole.
I don't think it's a secret that New York tastemakers don't love my work.
Are people born wicked, or is wickedness trust upon them?
And Goodness knows The Wicked's lives are lonely Goodness knows The Wicked die alone