That to me is the way any good romantic would look at his life: Live it first, then write it down before you go.

Is it ignorance or apathy, I forget the lessons taught to me.

Quitting doesn't enter my mind.

It's my job to be better than the rest, and that's enough reason to go for me. It's my job to be better than the rest, and that makes the day for me.

Mirror that lies, mirror that lies, that can't be me in the gorilla disguise.

I recommend that you try a little mental floss.

I remember the excruciating school task of writing a three-page term paper. But, oh, that feeling when I was done! I think I drive myself for that feeling of accomplishment.