I want to text you. Just to remind you that I’m still here. But then I remember that you know I’m here. You just don’t care.
You might as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physically or anything else, it’ll spread over into the rest of your life. It’ll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.
A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they’re entitled to know everything I do.
Go for someone who is proud to have you.
You don’t realize how attached you are to someone until you go without talking to them for a while
You will be shocked, kids, when you discover how easy it is in life to part ways with people forever.
That’s why, when you find someone you want to keep around, you do something about it.
I went to an Arab-American comedy night and there was a Muslim guy making a joke about being in high school football.
"I was hit so hard, I saw Jesus. Do you know how hard you have to be hit to see somebody else’s god?"
This is what jokes about religion are supposed to look like.