I think heroism comes in different packages. The superhero package is one that we're familiar with.
The mind scolds the heart, which makes excuses and goes its own way.
Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.
Forgiveness is like faith. You have to keep reviving it.
Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are.
Faith moves mountains, but you have to keep pushing while you are praying.
Imagination has rules, but we can only guess what they are.
The point is to solve problems, not point fingers.
Who is your opponent tonight, tonight I am playing against the Black pieces
The person who takes every opportunity to "pick on" others is often mistakenly called "sadistic". In reality, this person is a misdirected masochist who is working towards his own destruction. The reason a person viciously strikes out against you is because they are afraid of you or what you represent, or are resentful of your happiness. They are weak, insecure, and on extremely shaky ground when you throw your curse, and they make ideal human sacrifices.
Why does life feel, to us as we experience it, so desperately urgent and so utterly pointless at the same time?