The sweet spot is where duty and delight converge.
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom$$$ I knew if I didn't leave my bitterness and hatred behind$$$ I'd still be in prison.
The tragedy of a thoughtless man is not that he doesn't think$$$ but that he thinks that hes thinking.
The only faithfulness people have is to emotions they're trying to recapture.
You know$$$ if you're an American and you're born at this time in history especially$$$ you're lucky. We all are. We won the world history Powerball lottery.
It is much safer to be feared than loved because love is preserved by the link of obligation which$$$ owing to the baseness of men$$$ is broken at every opportunity for their advantage; but fear preserves you by a dread of punishment which never fails.
He who builds on the people$$$ builds on the mud
It is safer to be feared than loved.
But don't hunt for dissonance: There is no such thing. People dance to all tunes.
Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it.