A few seconds later, I tripped over a steel staircase, bashing my shins.
Laughing is the sensation of feeling good all over and showing it principally in one spot.
I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. The golden apple devoured has seeds. It is endless.
Work saves us from three great evils: boredom, vice and need.
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
Sometimes love will pick you up by the short hairs...and jerk the heck out of you.
Listen. Do not have an opinion while you listen because frankly, your opinion doesn?t hold much water outside of Your Universe. Just listen. Listen until their brain has been twisted like a dripping towel and what they have to say is all over the floor.