That feeling you feel, like cognitive dissonance, when you have either been proved wrong or insulted yet still somehow manage to see beyond the pain, a pain which is nothing more than the sharpness of a bias being stabbed.

I would rather dwell in the dirtiest of swamps with the left than dine in the finest room with the ugliest of characters from the right.

Whatever happens and no matter how sad and alone it all makes me feel, I know there are still good people in this world, and as long as there are good people, there is always hope.

The only mirrors we truly have are each other, and how we respond to others - to adversity - presents us with a legitimate reflection of character.

When extremism pulls one way, it either pulls you along or you grip the rope and pull the other way. I know the left are eager to pull the other way, but sometimes you've got to let go of the rope so they can fall backwards on themselves.

You should always listen but you shouldn't always agree.

You should always follow your heart with your mind's guidance.

If an infinite amount of trains arrive and pass through a station, you can either jump on the train to see where it's going or you can just watch it pass you by. I'm of the belief that if you jump on or don't, you always get to your destination.

I no longer shed tears over people who turn their back on me. Sometimes, people who you thought were close will walk away from you. They aren't ready to come to terms with what you have to say. It's possible they never will.

It's important for you not to chase others. Let them go. They have to find their own way in life, just as you do, and when they are ready to either join you or oppose you again, they will find you.. And you will be there, as always.