Of course we'll win. And even if we were to lose, we'd win at losing.

It often seems as though the silent, humble servant is secretly wiser and more discerning than the haughty master; yet through dutiful (and sometimes insecure) surrender he continues to serve and carry out petty orders in loyal acquiescence.

Their doubt is your fuel for dreams. You just have to drive.

A fruitless year, take a fearless heartOne that blooms late will flourish in the dark