Work is much more fun than fun.
Your motivation is your pay packet on Friday. Now get on with it.
But why, oh why, do the wrong people travel, when the right people stay at home?
I see her as one great stampede of lips directed at the nearest derriere.
Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the mid-day sun; The Japanese don't care to, the Chinese wouldn't dare to; Hindus and Argentines sleep firmly from twelve to one, But Englishmen detest a siesta.
Thousands of people have talent. I might as well congratulate you for having eyes in your head. The one and only thing that counts is: Do you have staying power?