“Why is it, every time I go the mile, another mile comes up?”

“Why after the dust settles, someone has to come by and blow at it, stirring it up into the air again?”

“People like to cry over spilled milk, but I cry every time I spill my coffee.”

“Why when people are on their deathbed, they finally come to terms with life?”

“Every hill becomes a mountain when one has to climb up it.”

“We anticipate Time, and welcome it when birth comes in the door, then we hate Time and curse it, when death exits the door.”

“Confidence, is like a belt worn around the waist. Wear it too tight, you come off cocky and arrogant, wear it too loose, you come off timid and a walk over, but wear it fit and snug, it will uphold you in every step of the way.”