My trouble is I analyze life instead of live it.
By approaching my problems with "What might make things a little better?" rather than "What is the solution?" I avoid setting myself up for certain frustration. My experience has shown me that I am not going to solve anything in one stroke; at best I am only going to chip away at it.
Perfectionism is slow death.
There is a time to let things happen and a time to make things happen.
Now that I know that I am no wiser than anyone else, does this wisdom make me wiser?
Books seek us out. They slip themselves into our hands just at the time we are ready for a new self-concept.