I've learned lately that no one is going to hand me a permission slip and tell me to take time out for me.
Contests allow no excuses, no more do friendships.
An Argument needs no reason; Nor any friendship.
As a boy, I once saw a cart of melons that sorely tempted me. I sneaked up to the cart and stole a melon. I went into the alley to devour it, but no sooner had I set my teeth into it, than I paused, a strange feeling coming over me. I came to a quick conclusion. Firmly, I walked up to that cart, replaced the melon - and took a ripe one.
Those who fear death most are those who enjoy life least.
My attitude is, if someone's going to criticize me, tell me to my face.
My motto is: feel the fear and do it anyway.