You start making progress in life when you realize that you don't always have to resume where you left off.
There is an ongoing battle between conscience and self-interest in which, at some point, we have to take sides.
I don't hate anyone. The only people I know well enough to hate, I love.
A nod, a bow, and a tip of the lid to the person who coulda and shoulda and did.
As any artist can tell you, it is easier to reach perfection than to stop there.
Overheard in a Washington D.C. church confessional: "Bless me Father, for sins have been committed."