I am deep in my willed habits. From the outside, I suppose I look like an unoccupied house with one unconvincing night-light left on. Any burglar could look through my curtains and conclude I am empty. But he would be mistaken. Under that one light unstirred by movement or shadows there is a man at work, and as long as I am at work I am not a candidate for Menlo Park, or that terminal facility they cynically call a convalescent hospital, or a pine box. My habits and the unchanging season sustain me. Evil is what questions and disrupts.

If you have time to whine then you have time to find solution.

Happiness is a good business these days, more you talk crap about happiness the large number of crowd you will gather.

The worst enemy of our humanity is our self-doubt.

When we allow negative messages to fester in our head, they take on a life of their own.

Don__ let any situation intimidate you, defeat you, or conquer you. you are stronger and smarter than anything that challenges you.