My dear, A fool doesn’t look past himself in his decisions, he can’t. A fool with money doesn’t care for intelligence or of good grace. After-all he has money, and everyone wants money, and everyone’s willing to do anything for it in this green paper zombified economy of ours. And a fool with money who runs for government doesn’t back up the promises he makes because he forgets them just as soon as he makes...

My dear, When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra. How useless was that?! At least now you can focus on things you love and that actually matter; like friends, family, growing up into the person you want to be, and creating a life you actually don’t hate. You know, little stuff like that. Algebra, still gives me the creeps just thinking about it. Falsely yours, William “Will” Penn...

My dear, How much of today is spent on yesterday? How much time do you spend reviewing your past? How much time do you spend mourning your mistakes? How much time do you spend congratulating yourself for what you did yesterday? Well, that’s all fine and dandy in appropriate measures. Just don’t let yesterday take up too much of today. For if you do, you’ll be blind upon the present. And the present is quiet joyous to look...