Success makes enemies of those who would have never been true friends.
Love is the eternal first breath.
Humility is the ability to give up your pride and still retain your dignity.
I am sacred when you love me. I am your sanctuary, you are mine.
The primary dues a writer or any artist pays is to remain sentient, and to forfeit the illusionary luxury of such anesthetics as avoidance, numbness, and denials.
Where you see valid achievements or virtue being attacked, it's by someone viewing them as a mirror of their own inadequacy instead of an inspiring beacon for excellence.