From the cradle to the grave, joy and pain is the fertilizer for wisdom.

Truth’s nakedness is not concerned with whom it strikes - painfully, or with pleasure; responding appropriately to its ingenuous temperament, however, rewards perceptions of unbiased transparency.

That sassy low classy, but dress real cheap-fly-n-fancy, with a chip on her shoulder -- she's just a bitterly wounded dove, wanting to be sieged by love.

The best remedy for people who have become your headache is to take a 'chill pill' from your willingness to endure their misery.

Only nurture a broken heart that recognizes it, and is willing to put in the work of minding.