Life is short, God's way of encouraging a bit of focus.
Know thyself, especially thyself after a couple of drinks.
I am not your dog, but if every time you saw me, you gave me a backrub, I would run to greet you, too.
I guess I have never really doubted that we are all born to our guardian angel.
Here is the basic question: Are we marionettes, or are we creatures of free will who just happen to have a lot of jerky reflexes?
The choice so often these days is to believe something that seems insane or go insane.