I'm starting to judge success by the time I have for myself, the time I spend with family and friends. My priorities aren't amending; they're shifting.
To swing or not to swing? Swing.
I don't believe that wishing works. I think we get the things we work for.
Of course I was a dork, but that's OK. Because all the coolest people I know were dorks.
Maybe my caveman ancestors invented the wheel or something. I'm not sure.
What if Shakespeare had had a test audience for Romeo and Juliet or Hamlet?