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I'm not afraid of storms, for I'm learning how to sail my ship.
I'm not afraid of storms, for I'm learning how to sail my ship.
I've never hit a ball that far that didn't go over a fence. I think it really got us going read more
I've never hit a ball that far that didn't go over a fence. I think it really got us going and helped carry us a little bit. It was a great day today to be in this atmosphere.
It was a high explosive bomb but at this stage we are still investigating the type of bomb, whether it read more
It was a high explosive bomb but at this stage we are still investigating the type of bomb, whether it was homemade or not.
We had to match their physicality. They [officials] let everything go.
We had to match their physicality. They [officials] let everything go.
We've got ships for all different types of people and all different sizes, just like the hotel industry. There's some read more
We've got ships for all different types of people and all different sizes, just like the hotel industry. There's some people that love hotels like Bellagio, and others -- I'm staying in a hotel right now with I think six rooms.
Personally, one of the down sides of founding a company is that there is always too much work to do, read more
Personally, one of the down sides of founding a company is that there is always too much work to do, and sadly I find I don't have much time to code any more.
His tenacity is unmatched in my opinion. Incredible how someone could have suffered that long and come back out of read more
His tenacity is unmatched in my opinion. Incredible how someone could have suffered that long and come back out of prison with such a good heart and positive things to say and do.
For there is a cloud on my horizon. A small dark cloud no bigger than my hand. Its name is read more
For there is a cloud on my horizon. A small dark cloud no bigger than my hand. Its name is Progress.
You become afraid lest too much perspiration will wet your hands too much, make them slide on the black keys, read more
You become afraid lest too much perspiration will wet your hands too much, make them slide on the black keys, which are too narrow; you are playing at about a hundred miles a minute. But somehow they don't. As long as they don't you know you're all right. You're going good, well-oiled like an engine. Not too much sweat, not too little.