Once Lucky, Twice Confident, And Thrice Dead.

I'm Afraid That We All Make Mistakes. One Of The Things That Defines Our Character Is How We Handle Mistakes. If We Lie About Having Made A Mistake, Then It Can't Be Corrected And It Festers. On The Other Hand, If We Give Up Just Because We Made A Mistake, Even A Big Mistake, None Of Us Would Get Far In Life.

Fate Does Not Seek Our Consent.

People Need An Enemy To Feel A Sense Of Purpose.

People Are Stupid... They Will Believe A Lie Because They Want To Believe It's True, Or Because They're Afraid It Might Be True.

Even A Foolish Old Woman Like Me Knows That Lazy People Don't Think For Themselves; They Only Think About Themselves.