My first language, the true language of the soul spoken only on our planet of origin, had no word for betrayal or traitor. Or even loyalty- because without the opposite, the concept had no meaning.

It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.

Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.

Be happy that after living so many lives, I finally found something to die for

How could you fall in love with a three inch worm?

He thinks things through too much.

I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.

Strange world isn't it?

Those who lived in peaceful nations had looked the other way as members of their own species starved on their door step.

After all I've seen, if I hadn't learned compassion, I wouldn't be worth much.

How sad. How frightening. To be filled with so much hate that you could not even rejoice in the healing of a child...How did anyone ever come to that point?

The mundanes put their faith in their paper money, and when that turns to ash, the world will turn upside down.

A celebrity farts, and everyone endures, but the unpopular will be thrased to death.

But the leaders of the OIC could not even accept Mahathir's proposal, yet they talk about respect and honour.

Just for the record, the weather today is increasing turmoil with a possible physical and emotional breakdown.

Below Every Tangled Hierarchy Lies An Inviolate Level

Darkness is a lot of what art is and certainly in our community a lot of it is people sort of wrestling with their demons.

At that time I was making the largest salary known on television and I didn't want to see it die because those were the years paying off when I wasn't making anything.

Donald Trump has filed so many bankruptcies and busted so many companies that his children now have receding heir lines.

I looked in the mirror at my pigeon chest, I had to put my clothes on cause it made me depressed.

Individual societies begin in harmonious adaptation to the environment and, like individuals, quickly get trapped into nonadaptive, artificial, repetitive sequences.