Only A Habit Can Subdue Another Habit.

My Days Of Whining And Complaining About Others Have Come To An End. Nothing Is Easier Than Fault Finding. All It Will Do Is Discolor My Personality So That None Will Want To Associate With Me. That Was My Old Life. No More.

Do Not Listen To Those Who Weep And Complain, For Their Disease Is Contagious.

My Dreams Are Worthless, My Plans Are Dust, My Goals Are Impossible. All Are Of No Value Unless They Are Followed By Action.

Do All Things With Love.

And So Long As I Can Laugh, Never Will I Be Poor. This Then, Is One Of Nature's Greatest Gifts And I Will Waste It No More.