Success makes enemies of those who would have never been true friends.

How can I follow my heart when it's waiting around for the rest of me to make the decision?

How do we define consciousness, or what has been called the human soul or the spirit, if it can't be quantified as matter or a particle?.. It can be quantified or observed just by a process of elimination.

Mediocrity inspires neither great love nor hate.

Space is as infinite as we can imagine, and expanding this perspective is what adjusts humankind's focus on conquering our true enemies, the formidable foes: ignorance and limitation.

Hate: return to sender; address unknown.

Only Love conceives things worthy enough to stand greater than individual accomplishment.