A man is like a fraction whose numerator is what he is and whose denominator is what he thinks of himself. The larger the denominator, the smaller the fraction.

Time is gonna take my mind
And carry it far away where I can fly
The depth of life will dim my temptation to live for you
If I were to be alone, silence would rock my tears
‘Cause it’s all about love and I know better
How life is a waving feather

So I put my arms around you around you
And I know that I’ll be leaving soon
My eyes are on you they’re on you
And you see that I can’t stop shaking

No, I won’t step back but I’ll look down to hide from your eyes
‘Cause what I feel is so sweet and I’m scared that even my own breath
Oh could burst it if it were a bubble
And I’d better dream if I have to struggle

So I put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they’re on you
And I hope that you won’t hurt me

I’m dancing in the room as if I was in the woods with you
No need for anything but music
Music’s the reason why I know time still exists

One of the things about equality is not just that you be treated equally to a man, but that you treat yourself equally to the way you treat a man.

Every man dies, but not every man really lives.

For every strong woman tired of faking weakness, there is a weak man tired of faking strength.