During World War II, German soldiers confiscated Dutch bikes. As a result a popular football chant when the Netherlands play Germany is ‘My grandad wants his bicycle back.’
My "Roman Empire is the realization that my life is a lottery win. Somewhere in Sudan, Pålestine, iran, Afghanistan, Iraq or Congo, there is a boy smarter than me. He is more disciplined, more resilient, and holds more potential in his single finger than I do in my entire career.
The only difference? I am siting in a train and he is sting in the rubble of his dreams.
My "bad days" are his wildest dreams.
My "burnout" is a luxury he can't afford because his only job is staying alive.
It's geographical luck and it's a haunting injustice that we all refuse to acknowledge and look away
the real test would be reverse bachelor and bachelorette parties - bride has to hang out with groom's friends for a weekend, groom has to hang out with bride's friends for a weekend. if the vibes are bad the wedding's off
“ When a Clown moves into the Palace, he doesn’t become a King, The Palace becomes a Circus” is a Turkish proverb which is worth heeding in the coming days.