My dear, Your life’s tough? So what? Everyone has a hard life. Everyone. Why are you so special? Why do you think you deserve heaven on Earth when others are suffering just as you are, and most likely more? Why should you have your dreams handed to you when countless others worked their butts off to get theirs? Don’t go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first. You owe yourself a...

My dear, Man travels to the end of the world to get himself loved. Man travels to the end of the universe to get himself envied. Man buys a house to get himself loved. Man buys a mansion to get himself envied. Man spends his last dime to get himself loved. Man spends money he doesn’t have to get himself envied. Man will do many things to get himself loved; he will do all things to get himself envied. Falsely yours, Samuel Langhorne...

My dear, Doesn’t lying take a toll on you? All that memorizing. What lie did you tell, what lie did you tell to cover that one up, who did you lie to, when did you lie to them, why did you lie to them, etc. etc. There’s so much you have to remember when you lie. While telling the truth puts you in the exact opposite position. If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything. So trust me when I say telling the...

My dear, The great do things which you feel no one else can do. But the really great do something much more important than that. The really great make you feel that you, too, can become great. The great are content with only themselves being great. But the really great aim to make everyone as great, or even greater, than they are. We need less great and more really great. Falsely yours, Samuel Langhorne...

My dear, ‘Majority’ does not equate ‘right’. In fact, the majority is usually wrong. Falsely yours, Samuel Langhorne...

My dear, Here’s some advice. When they show you hate, show them kindness. When they loathe you, adore them. And when they detest your presence, welcome them into your home. They will ponder as to how in the hell you can love them so, when they clearly don’t deserve it. Then they will run. Falsely yours, Samuel Langhorne...