Don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful
There is no such thing as bad publicity except your own obituary.
Failure at a task may be the result of having tackled it at the wrong time.
I saw a notice that said "Drink Canada Dry" and I've just started.
Other people's interruptions of your work are relatively insignificant compared with the countless times you interrupt yourself.
One drink is to many for me and a thousand not enough.
Scream at God if that's the only thing that will get results.
In the Kingdom of Heaven, there is no grandeur to be won, inasmuch as there all is an established hierarchy, the unknown is revealed, existence is infinite, there is no possibility of sacrifice, all is rest and joy. For this reason, bowed down by suffering and duties, beautiful in the midst of his misery, capable of loving in the face of afflictions and trials, man finds his greatness, his fullest measure, only in The Kingdom of This World.
Before modern feminism, stories of female ambition were silenced or erased; even now, they are told with apology ("Yes, it's a great honor to be a Nobel Prize laureate, but really, what I love best is staying home and being a mother to Kevin and Annie").
I think it's a mistake to say that to be a healthy, well-adjusted person you need a monogamous relationship.
Work at what you love the most, even if you're only a two. Trust that your love for what your are doing will see you through. That's not easy, but better to grow into what you love than to pretend you're satisfied with a developmental dead end.