My first line of defense against reality is called sleep.

The price of freedom keeps going up, but the quality keeps deteriorating.

Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you.

Accept me for what I am, completely unacceptable.

Just because I accept you as you are does not mean that I have given up all hope of your improvement.

To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first, and call whatever you hit the target

What happened to you could have been worse - it could have happened to me.