twenty-seven years and one million words
What a sh*tty day. Dropped my sunglasses on the Pacific Highway. Left my watch at home. Struggled at work, snapping at people. Then I had too much bourbon with my Thai. Bleah.
If a person has ugly thoughts, it begins to show on the face. And when that person has ugly thoughts every day, every week, every year, the face gets uglier and uglier until you can hardly bear to look at it. A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts it will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.
—Roald Dahl