Blessed are those that know the path out of their carnal flesh, for they shall attain intuition.

Sitting to think of what to write will only set your ass on fire, give you headache, twist your face to look stupid, instead, walk around with a blank mind and something from somewhere will fill it up.

It doesn't really matter if you are left behind the back, but what matters is your capacity to pull and push everyone by your way to get to the front.

Lizards can’t pass through walls, but if we replace the L with a W, the goal might be attained.