In knowledge we find wisdom, in love we find strength.

Despite being full of life, you come to realise the fact that you are also dying. We are all dying. All on a timer, counting down, taking us towards our inevitable end. How can you not have compassion, empathy and love for others who are dying?

You fall down a well. The first friend says it’s your fault. The second friend listens and spreads the news to others. The third friend throws down a rope and encourages you to pull yourself up. We never find out who are friends are until we fall.

Many misconstrue love and happiness as if one led to the other. If good morals lead to suffering and bad morals lead to treasures, anyone pursuing love for happiness should prepare themselves for divorce. Love is a continuous struggle, not a happy ending.

If you don’t have a plan, you’ll be dammed.

People say that “religion is the route to all evil” yet I’ve only ever lost friends to politics.

If you don’t like going to work, you are in the wrong job.

You can’t always beat everyone in life, but you can always beat the former version of yourself.

The heavier the weight you can lift is a testament to your physical strength, just as the more people you can love being a testament to having a strong heart. You grow in strength when you start to lift heavier, as you grow in heart the more you love.

We can measure the heart’s capacity to love by forgiveness. The heart has an input and output. It has a flow and return. Only when we refuse to forgive, turning a valve off, do we begin to notice that something isn’t working right before breaking down.