I count my blessings every day, quite honestly, because I take nothing for granted. - Mario Andretti

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The power of monsters is, it is a way of giving almost tangible substance to fears, beliefs, things that aren't real. You can coalesce it and draw it, or describe it, and it's a monster.

Mario Andretti

I count my blessings every day, quite honestly, because I take nothing for granted.

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Desire is the key to motivation, but it's determination and commitment to an unrelenting pursuit of your goal - a commitment to excellence - that will enable you to attain the success you seek.

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If everything seems under control, you're just not going fast enough.

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If you don't come walking back to the pits every once in a while holding a steering wheel in your hands, you're not trying hard enough

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Do it no matter what. If you believe in it, it is something very honorable. If somebody around you or your family does not understand it, then that's their problem. But if you do have a passion, an honest passion, just do it.

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It is amazing how may drivers, even at the Formula One Level, think that the brakes are for slowing the car down.

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Stephen R. Bissette

The power of monsters is, it is a way of giving almost tangible substance to fears, beliefs, things that aren't real. You can coalesce it and draw it, or describe it, and it's a monster.

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Rumi

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

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Erik Larson

Beneath the gore and smoke and loam, this book is about the evanescence of life, and why some men choose to fill their brief allotment of time engaging the impossible, others in the manufacture of sorrow. In the end it is a story of the ineluctable conflict between good and evil, daylight and darkness, the White City and the Black.

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Bernard Meltzer

The beautiful in life. . . Some talk of it in poetry, Some grow it from the soil, Some build it in a steeple, Some show it through their toil. Some breathe it into music, Some mold it into art, Some shape it into bread loaves. . . Some hold it in their hearts.

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Edith Bowman

Personally, I'm happier than I've ever been. So for me and my tiny little bubble the world is awesome, but I think that the world is in a pretty horrific state, especially at the momet with Syria.

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