Even if I convince them of the truth today, they’ll just believe another lie tomorrow.
I may have enlightenment, but that’s a very different thing than having control.
OK. Great. Now I have to fight this guy and the ice cream is going to melt.
Zen’s great. But sometimes it’s OK to be like, “What the…?!”
In that hospital bed, the question of whether I would do anything for my kids was real.
Honestly, kids aren’t the ones who need to pen letters to Santa Claus anyway.
Yeah. He’s not gonna look. You can just take it.
Cherish the time you have on Earth…or don’t. Whatever. Either way, your time here is limited.
I thought to myself, “Well, that was different. I guess that’s who I am now.”
I thought about what it would be like to go back and tell myself in 2011 all that was about to happen.