For The Most Sensitive Among Us The

One Man's Toxic Waste Is Another Man's Potpourri.

The Exit From Agony Is Always There. The Tunnel Out Of The Agony Sector Is Always In Front Of You And Yet You Don't Take It. You Don't Take It By Choice. You Want To Indulge A Lot And Be In Pain. The Easiest Way Out Is To Write A List Of What You're Grateful For. If Everybody Literally Did That Before They Went To Bed At Night, There'd Be No Unhappy People.

I Got Paid A Lot Of Money At One Point So The Focus Became, For A Lot Of People, About That, But For Me, It's Always Been The Same Goal: To Stop The World For People.

I Like Challenges And I Don't Believe In Failure. I Don't Believe In Regrets. I Believe Suffering, Failure - All Those Concepts - Are Things That Are Absolutely Necessary To Make Us The Best People That We Can Be, The Best At Whatever We Want To Do.

You Love The Person For Who They Are, Flaws And All. You Can't Help Who You Love, Either. It Comes From A Different Side Of Your Brain Than The Logic Part That Tells You That This Person Is Horrible For You - "you Should Walk Away!" While You're Walking Away, The Other Part Of Your Brain Is Trying To Gain Control Of Your Bodily Functions. "turn Around! She's The One!"