Things That Seem Bad At The Time

I Think The Secret To A Hoppy Life Is A Selective Memory. Remember What You Are Most Grateful For And Quickly Forget What Your Not.

If The Errors Of My Life Have Profited Me One Great Truth It Is This: Believe. Believe In Your Destiny And The Star From Which It Shines. Believe You Have Been Sent From God As An Arrow Pulled From His Own Bow. It Is The Single Universal Trait Which The Great Of This Earth Have All Shared, While The Shadows Are Fraught With Ghosts Who Roam The Winds With Mournful Wails Of Regret On Their Lips. Believe As If Your Life Depended Upon It, For Indeed It Does.

Love Is Never Convenient-and Rarely Painless

To Choose The Path Is To Choose The Destination, But Sometimes It Seems That The Path Is Under Our Feet Even Before We Know We're Walking.

When We Hate Someone We Make Them More Powerfull Than They Are.