I’m disappointed by pizza sometimes, because it doesn’t always get the job done.

The thing about beer is that it can’t go back in the bottle.

Cold mornings are for cold hearts, as they give space for chilling thoughts.

I’m usually warmed up by fires but I get too close and burn myself.

I like most foods like an Australian likes didgeridoos.

Nothing one does or leaves behind on this planet matters any more or less than anything else.

What matters is how one feels about oneself, because that will never go away.

We sit here on tides of good hopes, searching for a sunset that may never dip below the horizon.

We feel an immeasurable amount of emotional pain in mere seconds, and that’s something worth celebrating.

Just like the love of a friend; one who sees the infinite beauty in a mere tap of a key or stroke of a pen.


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