Isn’t life a collection of weird quizzes with no answers to half the questions?

The obvious matters are more imperceptible today.

I have died every day in my mind with disgust for not being able to protect my own children.

It’s not the obviousness or the complexity of the things that’s deftly deluding mankind. It’s man himself.

People say there are thousands of options we have in life. I say we have only two: we can either be happy or be unhappy.

Perception is to be blamed. It, if given due attention, keeps changing.