Raise a million filters and the rain will not be clean, until the longing for it be refined in deep confession.
I make an ass clap like tap shoes.
Look in the mirror. The face that pins you with its double gaze reveals a chastening secret. You are looking into a predator's eyes. Most predators have eyes set right on the front of their heads, so they can use binocular vision to sight and track their prey. . . . Prey, on the other hand, have eyes at the sides of their heads, because what they really need is peripheral vision, so they can tell when something is sneaking up behind them. Something like us.
No matter how bad you think you have it, there's always - always somebody who's got it way, way worse.
You can change your health, you can change your relationships, you can change your income, you can change anything.
At school, even in kindergarten, you teach us how to behave in the world. You teach us to not fight with others, to work things out, to respect others, to clean up our mess, not to hurt other creatures, to share - not be greedy: then why do you go out and do the things you tell us not to do?