You'll Never See Spartacus In A (expletive)

You Know, You Have To Have Some Inner Philosophy To Deal With Adversity.

My Mother, We Were A Very Poor Family. When I Was A Kid, We Would Be In Our Little Room, And There Would Be A Knock On The Door Almost Every Night With A Hobo Begging For Food. Even Though We Didn't Even Have Enough To Eat, My Mother Always Found Something To Give Them.

My Kids Never Had The Advantages I Had. I Was Born Poor.

The Learning Process Continues Until The Day You Die.

Unfortunately, Once I Did Learn To Smoke, I Couldn't Stop. I Escalated To Two Packs A Day Very Quickly, And Stayed That Way For About Ten Years. When I Decided To Stop, I Adopted The Method That My Father Had Used When He Quit. He Would Carry A Cigarette In His Shirt Pocket, And Every Time He Felt Like Smoking, He Would Pull Out The Cigarette And Confront It: "who Stronger? You? Me?" Always The Answer Was The Same: "i Stronger." Back The Cigarette Would Go, Until The Next Craving. It Worked For Him, And It Worked For Me.