Success comes in cans. Failures comes in can'ts.
There are two ways to pass a hurdle: leaping over or plowing through. . . There needs to be a monster truck option.
You can either hold yourself up to the unrealistic standards of others, or ignore them and concentrate on being happy with yourself as you are.
That's what college is for - getting as many bad decisions as possible out of the way before you're forced into the real world. I keep a checklist of 'em on the wall in my room.
If only corporal punishment cured low self-esteem.
Bachelor's degrees make pretty good placemats if you get 'em laminated.
A good relationship is like fireworks: loud, explosive, and liable to maim you if you hold on too long.
Every golfer has at least 14 enemies: his clubs.
Those of us raised in the Christian tradition need to choose to either see God in Jesus or to continue to let the Bible define God. Our tradition says that Jesus is God. Maybe we should act as if we think he is instead of worshipping a book. Maybe we should be brave enough to admit that we are compelled to either become blinded ideologues or we need to forthrightly pick and choose what we follow in the Bible. Most Christians do that anyway, many just don’t admit it.
The balls do not make a writer.
With what we've been taught is the proper role of art, which is that you want to have it very neatly matted and framed and put on a white wall in some room where only a certain class of people are going to go in.