There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love.
Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.
Inner beauty, too, needs occasionally to be told it is beautiful.
Nobody will stop you from creating. Do it tonight. Do it tomorrow. That is the way to make your soul grow - whether there is a market for it or not! The kick of creation is the act of creating, not anything that happens afterward. I would tell all of you watching this screen: Before you go to bed, write a four line poem. Make it as good as you can. Don’t show it to anybody. Put it where nobody will find it. And you will discover that you have your reward.
Don’t explain your philosophy. Embody it.