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Fear Looks Both Ways But Still Refuses To Cross; Fear Looks Twice And Still Doesn't Leap. ... Fear Usually Arrives Late, Inevitably Leaves Early, And Ends Up Never Going Out Of Town At All. Fear Is The Phantom Hand On The Back Of The Neck And The Sound Of A Door Opening Downstairs When No One Is Coming Home. ... Fear Grows Poor Because It Watches Others Gain Wealth But Cannot Enter The Fray; Fear Grows Sick Because It Eats Away At Heath Even As It Fears Its Diminishment; Fear Grows Old Watching Others Live In Ways That Seem To Threaten-but In Reality Only Enhance-life.

As A Kid, You Await Holidays With A Wide-eyed, Passionate, Almost Maniacal Enthusiasm. Heavy Breathing Is Involved.

If You Know You Can Do It - If You Can Already Chart Every Day In Your Future - Then Why Bother? Choose To Do Something You Have More Trouble Imagining. Take A Chance.

If Anger Were Mileage, I'd Be A Very Frequent Flyer, Right Up There In First Class.

Birthdays Are A Reward For Having Shown Up 365 Days In A Row. It's Like Getting A Badge For Attendance.