“In reality, the world is still run through the principle of ‘Might is right’.”

I know I’m not perfect & will never become. Yet, I’m proud of being Me, with all humility & imperfections. Cause this is the only life I have.

No matter how perfect & honest a person is, there will always be people to criticize. In other words

Our generation delimited the definition & horizon of Love in a box that mainly refers to love between a boy & a girl.

If everyone agrees with someone, there is something fundamentally wrong with what that individual is doing. If you are not criticized, you are not in the right track.

To transcend emotion, silence is the best language.

Love has a broader & profound meaning beyond this box. Surely, the highest state of love is Love of God, a love between creations & the Creator.

If you think killing people is a solution to a problem, I not only disagree with you but also I hate your perspective.

At times it does not really matter what language you are speaking, especially when you are emotional and try to reach other hearts.

Whoever – government or individual – has more power & money is dominating and, in many cases, oppressing people who are financially & politically weaker.

When there is a fight of reason versus emotion and the mind wonders which one to follow, in most times, emotion wins over reason. But it is reason that should win and emotion shouldn’t.

Though we love to think that we are civilized & developed than that of people lived centuries ago.

The happiest people among us are those who can sleep when they want to.

You don’t need Beanie Sigel in the building with a pre-perception that this crazy dude might do anything.

Giving opportunities to other people, it’s only right that you might want to, you know, pay that back.

We settled Mama into the wheelchair and loaded her down with both our pocketbooks and a vase of flowers I had picked to present to our host in hopes of softening the effects of any opinions Mama might vent during the evening.

Recall that whatever lofty things you might accomplish today, you will do them only because you first ate something that grew out of the dirt.

What any true painting touches is an absence – an absence of which without the painting, we might be unaware. And that would be our loss.

The gunner’s mate came up and started breaking the locks on the ammunition. Everything was locked up for fear that someone might go in there with a cigarette or something.

I became so attentive to the souls of other people that I was not as attentive as I might have been to my own.

Price is rarely the most important thing. A cheap product might sell some units.