The Least Amount Of Judging We Can

I Don't Burden Myself Too Much With Others' Expectations - Or Even My Own Expectations. I Think Your Happiness Grows In Direct Proportion To Your Acceptance, And In Inverse Proportion To Your Expectations. It's Just A Matter Of Putting One Foot In Front Of The Other - Or Doing The Next Right Thing, So To Speak.

That's The Way I Look At Things - If You Focus On The Worst Case Scenario And It Happens, You've Lived It Twice. It Sounds Like Pollyanna-ish Tripe But I'm Telling You - It Works For Me.

When I Was Younger, I Was Always Described As Happy-go-lucky.

I Think The Scariest Person In The World Is The Person With No Sense Of Humor.

It’s All About Control. Control Is Illusory. No Matter What University You Go To, No Matter What Degree You Hold, If Your Goal Is To Become Master Of Your Own Destiny, You Have More To Learn. Parkinson’s Is A Perfect Metaphor For Lack Of Control. Every Unwanted Movement In My Hand Or Arm, Every Twitch That I Cannot Anticipate Or Arrest, Is A Reminder That Even In The Domain Of My Own Being, I Am Not Calling The Shots. I Tried To Exert Control By Drinking Myself To A Place Of Indifference, Which Just Exacerbated The Sense Of Miserable Hopelessness.