So If There Is A Purpose To

Nobody Is Going To Feel Sorry For Me If I've Lost A Dollar Or $100m.

So If There Is A Purpose To The Suffering That Is Cancer, I Think It Must Be This: It's Meant To Improve Us.

Anyone Who Imagines They Can Work Alone Winds Up Surrounded By Nothing But Rivals, Without Companions. The Fact Is, No One Ascends Alone.

We All Want To Be Forgiven. There's A Lot Of Really, Really Bad People Who Want To Be Forgiven But Will Never Be Forgiven, And I Might Be In That Camp.

I Want To Die At A Hundred Years Old With An American Flag On My Back And The Star Of Texas On My Helmet, After Screaming Down An Alpine Descent On A Bicycle At 75 Miles Per Hour.