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The true measure of character is how one treats those who can do them absolutely no good.

If you aren't fired with enthusiasm, you will be fired with enthusiasm.

No problem can withstand the assault of sustained thinking.

Let no man pull you so low as to hate him.

Prior planning prevents piss poor performance.

Everything is imaginary.

If the only thing keeping a person decent is the expectation of divine reward, then that person is a piece of shit.

Diplomacy is the art of letting someone else get your way.

If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.

If you're going through hell, keep going.

The biggest argument against democracy is a 5 minute conversation with the average voter.

Sometimes the problem is in the solution. Most times, the solution is in the problem.

There are lies, damned lies and then there are statistics.

The appeal of the unknown is to the extent the known is not.

Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever durable happiness there is in our lives.

I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.

A smooth sea never made a skilful sailor.

Don't sweat the petty stuff and don't pet the sweaty stuff.

It is our job to prepare our children for the road, and not prepare the road for our children.

Success is not permanent and failure is not final.

What would be the point of living if we didn't let life change us.

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