All my life, I always wanted to be somebody. Now I see that I should have been more specific.
The ability to delude yourself may be an important survival tool.
I personally think we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain.
When we talk to God, we're praying. When God talks to us, we're schizophrenic.
Delusions of grandeur make me feel a lot better about myself.
A sobering thought: what if, at this very moment, I am living up to my full potential?
I bet the worst part about dying is the part where your whole life passes before you.
The hardest part about being a kid is knowing you have got your whole life ahead of you.