I bought my son a bat for Christmas. On New Year's it flew away.
My favourite member of the Beatles is Lennon. He might have been crazy. But he's my kind of crazy.
There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.
Only a fool worries over what he can’t control.
So yes. It had flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it. In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That's as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
Do not mistake me for my mask. You see light dappling on the water and forget the deep, cold dark beneath.
I definitely do see language serving its users, and when it no longer serves them we need to look for new words.
We all need some form of deeply rooted, powerful motivation it empowers us to overcome obstacles so we can live our dreams.
It's very difficult for me to dislike an artist. No matter what he's creating, the fact that he's experiencing the joy of creation makes me feel like we're in a brotherhood of some kind we're in it together.
The most sophisticated people I know - inside they are all children.