I Hate Knowing About Illness. Whenever I

So We Contemplate Each Other, And We Want Each Other, And I Give It Life And Warmth, And It Gives Me My Reason For Living.

Over-anxiety Ultimately Banishes Every Trace Of Joy From Life.

You Should Paint Those Visions Of Paradise Rather Than Just Talking About Them.

Joy Goes Against The Foundations Of Mathematics: It Multiplies When We Divide.

May We Understand That Fear Of Failure Is Worse Than Failure Itself