We all fall in life The question is who gets back up!

The difference between a winner and a loser - they both failed, but the winner gets back up and does it again and again until it goes his way.

You are what you do repeatedly every day. If excellence is something you're striving for, then it's not an accident. It's a habit.

Success doesn’t know these things about cold or early or tired. It just knows if you showed up or not.

If tomorrow doesn't happen, would you still do what you're about to do today? If that answer is no, you're alive, but you're not living.

Normality is what weak people call living, I call it death

Opportunities Don't Come Knocking On The Door. They Present Themselves When You Knock The Door Down!

It's called the pump, people - you got to experience it; it's one of the better highs in life, you don't need to shoot up for it, you don't need to snort it. All you got to do is sweat for it.

You must believe in yourself enough to be the person now that others will remember you for later.

Today begins, tomorrow continues, and it never ends until you reach your goal.

Belief, confidence in yourself.. the world’s your playground. Limitless. My question is... will you be remembered?

Creation is filled with soul-sick folks, colored and white, never knowing where they belong. They tangle everybody else up in their grief.

Tolerance cannot seduce the young.

Until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore, you will not know the terror of being forever lost at sea.

Things fall apart, it's scientific.

Between 9 and 10 AM the American radio is concerned almost exclusively with love. It seems a little like ending breakfast with a stiff bourbon.

Feminism has led the way in demystifying personal relations, forcefully insisting they are political to the core.

Bell's theorem...proves that quantum theory requires connections that appear to resemble telepathic communication.

Every person has some splendid traits and if we confine our contacts so as to bring those traits into action, there is no need of ever being bored or irritated or indignant.

Simple is the language of truth.

Science is a matter of adjusting language to explain material reality. Art is a matter of adjusting material reality to create a sense of life.