How sad and lonely is the world if everyone’s duty is to become their true self - such a solitary experience. Love and happiness are the answer. But they might be a question of faith.

What is the point of it all? What is the meaning of life? Why not end it all and kill yourself? Who are you and what are you going to do with that whisper in your head? We label the physical reality as truth, yet disregard our imaginations as sentimental. What truly matters?

We love you, Warren.

I’m a big fan of crafts.

Look at the world around you: the people, the trees, and the blue sky. The mundane and the extraordinary. Confront the human condition - and then bask in the sun and invite the absurdity to take over, as if there's nothing you love more than life itself. You are a rebel.

"I swear to you that to think too much is a disease, a real, actual disease."

I've been lucky.

As Norm would say, in the end, if we would have the courage to give love to this world, maybe, just maybe, we can end life with a draw.

Follow the energy, follow the structure, follow the hope.

A picture is more revealing than any therapy or personality test - ignore the makeup, the forced smile, and the accessories. You can identify the man who is proud of himself, the woman who is loved, and the child who is happy. A true set of eyes and soul will reveal themselves.

One of my weaknesses is choosing the easy way out. Reserving energy. Using others at my own expense. When you see a fellow human who is also confronting darkness, the answer is to love and help, not walking away and be glad. Be a giver in this unforgiving life.

It is no coincidence that with light comes shadows. I hate darkness. Even scared of it. It creeps up to me at night. I want light. I want happiness. I want love and sweets. Kisses and children’s laughter. I want to smile. But no, I suffer like I’m in love with it.

Learn to love, my friend, learn to love.

When I’m 50, I want to be able to confidently confront my 10 y/o self and say, “Don’t worry kid, your dreams have become a reality. I’ve become your hero. I have lived and loved. I’ve started a family. You are a husband and a father. You are brave and kind. You are enough.”

Perhaps Sisyphus is not cursed. After all, the Gods gave him a boulder.

Unfortunately, it is true that you become your habits. To be the person you want to be, you need to reverse engineer and adopt the habits you ought to have. Pretending is as important as being. Energy is limited. Understand your priorities.

Open yourself up to the world. Embrace beauty and love. Offer love to the world. Offer energy, kindness, and integrity. Be a creator despite the banality. This universe, this everlasting yet beautiful universe that you happen to be a part of, has all the answers.

Sometimes the sadness of being becomes so unbearable and relentless that I’m reminded what truly matters in life - kindness and love. Our love is the only equalizer we have to life’s cruelness.

Be brave, please!

God was not a pessimist.