I am an invisible man. No, I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allan Poe; nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms. I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.
Category: Inspirational
Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act but a habit.
The quality will remain when the price is forgotten.
From the age of six, I have known that I was sexy. And let me tell you it has been hell, sheer hell, waiting to do something about it.
When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.
Common sense is the knack of seeing things as they are and doing things as they ought to be done.
Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be looking.
