Lastly, the ashes left behind, May daily show to move the mind, That to ashes and dust return we must: Then think, and drink tobacco.

Night begins to muffle up the day.

I loved a lass, a fair one,As fair as e'er was seen;She was indeed a rare one,Another Sheba queen:But, fool as then I was,I thought she loved me too:But now, alas! she's left me,Falero, lero, loo!

Little said is soonest mended.

Hang sorrow! care will kill a cat,And therefore let 's be merry.

Without the door let sorrow lie, And if for cold it hap to die, We'll bury 't in a Christmas pie, And evermore be merry.

Oh! what a potent instrument for Satan is a misguided conscience(93)!

I do a dance-based cardio workout infused with circuit training, and emphasizing strength and alignment.

Thoughts crystallize into habit and habit solidifies into circumstances.

You cannot do only one thing.

Being a human means waking up in this world, where we all have to work and slog to put food on the table.

Do I listen to pop music because I'm miserable or am I miserable because listen to pop music?

This is it. I can't even not smoke anymore

I'm always shocked by that! I'm not the singer, I'm the songwriter who sings.

The delivery of medical care is to do as much nothing as possible.

Psychology plays a big part but I always say psychology will only be a differentiator when the players are of equal technical strength.