In a world where vows are worthless.Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.

You think maybe if you just work harder and faster, you can hold off the chaos, but then one day you’re changing a patio light bulb with a five-year life span and you realize how you’ll only be changing this light maybe ten more times before you’ll be dead.

Women are already born so far ahead ability-wise. The day men can give birth, that's when we can start talking about equal rights.

People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.

And if you can find any way out of our culture, then that's a trap too. Just wanting to get out of the trap reinforces the trap.

You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.