At some point you must decide if you want to succeed or just be someone who was never to blame for anything going wrong.

We gain no easier advantage than by relentlessly pursuing our goal while others pursue an advantage.

There is a time early in life when there seem to be countless reasons for happiness, and then you discover your mom is making them up.

Most people would rather defend to the death your right to say it than listen to it.

Inner beauty, too, needs occasionally to be told it is beautiful.

Stored away in some brain cell is the image of a long-departed aunt you haven't thought of in 30 years. Stored away in another cell is the image of a pink pony stitched on your first set of baby pajamas. All it takes to get that aunt mounted on the back of that pony is to eat a hunk of meatloaf immediately before going to bed.

Shall I redirect my life's journey because down some side road might be some trifle I'm entitled to?