They say A.I.’s awesome, but I tell them, look, there’s nothing it says I can’t learn from a book.

The future, for each one of us, does not extend forever. We’re only here a couple years for earthly life endeavors. Our mortal tour’s not evermore, though legacy lasts longer. Devote your mind to leave behind a world you’ve helped make stronger.

If I should go before my time,I hope I will have left behindA legacy of things I’ve saidAnd words I wrote that others readThat helped uplift and helped remindThat life has many joys to find.

When every swipe and scroll is saved and every click is tracked, the wondrous thing with reading books is books don’t read you back.

When I make mistakes, I hope I’m big enough to own them. When my views have flaws, I hope I’ll change when I am shown them. When my words cause rifts, I hope I’ll find the words to mend them. When my poems run long, I hope I’ll have the

There is a gap you may not mind between the stars when they’re aligned for constellations must embrace the need for light to have some space.

It’s not about how hard you fall or if you landed well. What counts is where you are right now compared to where you fell.

Writing may not pay the rent. But those who write with good intent Do not regret the time they spent.

My best decisions come when I consult my conscience first. When I don’t make that ask before I act, I do my worst. I try to slow things down to let my conscience choose my course And walk back steps I’ve taken that my conscience can’t endorse.

Don’t waste your days with grievance. Time is better spent on grace. Save a moment for forgiveness and compassion, just in case.

A couple spins around the sun is all we get before we’re done. A fleeting chance to seize the day before the light revolves away.

To coalesce, a book encages unkempt words in bounded pages.

We need not repeat the ventriloquist’s voice. We don’t have to dance to the puppeteer’s strings. We’re all on this stage and we all have a choice: To follow along, or to do our own things.

Your wit is lightning; mine slow burns. Your brain retains while mine relearns. Your words make sense; mine just make do. But I don’t mind, cause I’ve got you.

It seems these days the best advice is what we most ignore. And when we know we’re doing wrong, we often do it more.

If you sweat them, words can shake you. If you let them, words can break you. If you fight them, words can jade you. If you write them, words can aid you.