Let's face it: a lot of my material comes from the stuff that happens to me on the road.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I've been so impressed by the material that's been sent to me, but I don't think that's because it's me.
After things started to happen here, my choice of material was extremely limited. It was a weird situation.
Sometimes you don't choose the material; the material chooses you.
It's hard to know where your thoughts come from, especially when you have a thirst for material because you need it professionally.
That which you create in beauty and goodness and truth lives on for all time to come. Don't spend your life accumulating material objects that will only turn to dust and ashes.
I see what happens when one gets very attached to material things. That's just not what my life is.
The older I get, the less I obsess about material stuff. In fact, stuff has become the enemy. There always seems to be more of it than I have storage in my house!
It doesn't matter so much where the material comes from, as long as it's good.
My material reaches everyone.
I knew I had the right material and I knew what I was going after.