Things are sometimes better left as they are, but you can't be sure until you change them.
I may not be perfect, but parts of me are excellent.
Vote wisely, even if that means not voting at all.
At what point in my struggle with nature will nature finally give up?
Somehow I reached excess without ever noticing when I was passing through satisfaction.
My mind contains many good ideas, but it's not always easy to squeeze one out.