Happiness is overrated. It comes and goes just like sadness and miseryboth fleeting. What's important is peace. With all.

True power and true happiness are when you use your success to make others around you feel even more significant.

If you are having a tough time today, push past those boundaries, because by challenging your fears today will become the strength you feel tomorrow... DO WHAT YOU FEAR, DON'T FEAR WHAT YOU DO.

Life is about enjoying your success!! Success is nothing but weaknesses turned inside out.

Fitness begins with initiative and continues with consistency. The six pack abs is a byproduct of being healthy.

To not care about how you look will make you look even more attractive.

Life hits you hard. But it takes you three seconds to decide if you are a superhero or not. I am.

The biggest superpower you can have is the ability to change your own life. It’s in your hands, and if you believe that you can get the power you want, you can do whatever you wish to do.

Life is not unfair. Life is what you make of it.

Boy, I feel more and more undeserving each moment !!

Pain is fuel for a fitter world

All poetry has to do is to make a strong communication. All the poet has to do is listen. The poet is not an important fellow. There will also be another poet.

Many will call me an adventurer - and that I am, only one of a different sort: one of those who risks his skin to prove his truths.

Poetry comes with anger, hunger and dismay; it does not often visit groups of citizens sitting down to be literary together, and would appal them if it did.

Just be good and kind to your children. Not only are they the future of the world, they're the ones who can sign you into the nursing home.

I moved out of my house at 17 and half, I rented an apartment... I pulled all the things off. It was pretty amazing and I lived a pretty good life, I had a car and I was making good money.

A new generation dedicated more than the last to the fear of poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken...

If the individual is a unit in a corporate mass, his life is not merely brutish and short, but dull and mechanical.

To iterate is human, to recurse divine.

Time to stop crying, time to get her act together and do something. Time to move beyond the pity party.

As long as we are among humans, let us be humane.