All I can ask for is honest reporters.
I wish I had been born a storm. No heart, no tears, just a terrible gale'd been good.
Resignation is what kills people. Once they've rejected resignation, humans gain the privilege of making humanity their footpath.
Humans don't see what they don't want to see. No one wants to be put down. That's why people do nothing even when they do know something is happening.
No matter how many stones you throw at the water's surface, no matter how much you step on a shadow, the water's surface does not disappear, the shadow does not disappear.
Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster.
Giving up is what kills people.
Machines were devised not to do a man out of a job, but to take the heavy labor from man's back and place it on the broad back of the machine.
Life is full of toil, sacrifice, and pain, and from the time we stop growing, we know that we've begun dying. We watch helplessly as year by year, our bodies age and fail, while our survival instincts compel us to keep on going-which means living with the terrifying knowledge that ultimately death is inescapable.
You gotta go in the mud sometimes to figure who you are.
God will not be God, if He allowed Himself to be the object of proof by His creatures.