What Does Perfection Look Like

Each Moment Of My Life I Was Dreaming Of How Great I Could Be, And Continued Working Hard. Each Time I Closed My Eyes I Could See Me Shining Bright Like A Sun.

You Have To Be True To Who You Are.

By Eloquence I Understand Those Appeals To Our Moral Perceptions That Produce Emotion As Soon As They Are Uttered. This Is The Very Enthusiasm That Is The Parent Of Poetry. Let The Same Man Go To His Closet And Clothe In Numbers Conceptions Full Of The Same Fire And Spirit, And They Will Be Poetry.

Everybody Shut Up. Let Us Work.

Teach Players The Game At An Early Age And Stop Treating Them Like Cash Cows For Everyone To Profit Off Of.