My dear, It expresses that which, within us, roars and rumbles. It is the beast within us, which cannot be named, cannot be tamed, and which overtime overtakes us like an oncoming train (whether we like it or not). Falsely yours, Victor-Marie...

My dear, Yes, I know it’s good to shower material happiness on those you love (and you are not a fault for doing so). But, the greatest happiness of life is not found in possessions. The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved – loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. For unlike materials, the ones that love us, truly love us, for ourselves, love us not because of what we’ve...

My dear, He who opens a school door, closes a prison. He who opens a school door to a good school; a school in which students are seen as minds with potential unbound, a school in which the teachers do more than read and test from the schoolbooks, a school in which more questions are given than answers, deserves praise of the highest kind. We live in a world that praises the being who grew the richness of their company to new heights, a...

My dear, An idea before it’s time must wait, for no one is crazy enough to grasp it… at the moment. And an idea who’s time has passed must hope, for a future in which it’ll be needed again. But an idea whose time has come is a force. It changes world. It alters reality. It’s unstoppable! Falsely yours, Victor...