If I were to ask you to open two novels, and compare the circumstances of each protagonist, asking you to chose who is “better,” you may find this ridiculous. You may tell me these characters have been forged in two different worlds, around different people, and they each have their own inherent purposes. They’re traveling different paths, and they’ll traverse their paths at different speeds, as their meant to. Great. So as such, never again compare yourself to another.

Compassion is a function of strength.

Karma usually find those it's meant to once we no longer need it to.

The journey from innocence to experience is also often the journey from companionship and fellowship to isolation and solitude, because once we learn, feel, or see what we're meant to from those in our life, they go away.

Motivation for an insincere person to reform should be that their company to those in their life is inherently inferior to that of sincere people.

It's both terrifying and flattering to look around and realize that the reason nobody in your world can help you with your given task is because nobody has yet tried to do what you're doing.

It's fictitious to believe that we can intuitively navigate misfortune with the inherent skills we've come into the world with.

Some of the games that you can't win weren't meant to be played.

Impulsivity is its own form of evil. It forces one to spend many moments suffering a decision made in one.