twenty-seven years and one million words
I have left Toronto for Tokyo, again. I'm visiting with the family in Vancouver en route, and was hoping to relax, run some last errands, and do some thinking.
Instead I've had the stomach flu and have been confined to the apartment all week. It's been very disappointing.
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