History doesn't choose individual people. History chooses everyone. Every day. The only question is: How long will you ignore the call?
Developing and implementing IT governance design effectiveness and efficiency can be a multidirectional, interactive, iterative, and adaptive process.
Move on. Be well. Go for it!
For at the end of the day, what matters is never the wine, it's always the moment; it's always the people.
Don't be scared...Women can handle the worst kind of pain. You'll find out one day.
O that a man might know The end of this day's business ere it come! But it sufficeth that the day will end And then the end is known.
A town teeming with life. Full to overflowing. And every day, the good people counted their blessings. Every single one…
We all die one day, but jewels never fade or perish. Through our children we live. That’s how we cheat death.
Always hear others out and remain open-minded; the day you think you know everything is the day you have the most yet to learn.
Do little things every day that no one else seems to want to do, be patient, and success will find you.
Find your happy faces, Gentlefucker Bastards, it's a bright new day and we get to start it EARLY!
Live every day like it's your last. Treasure the moments you have, and make sure you make them count.
All the repetitions in the pattern were superficial; the moment was always new. It had to be lived, and then the next moment embraced as it arrived.
Every day is filled with ordinary miracles. You don't have to look far to find them." -Liberty
A man is the sum of his misfortunes. One day you'd think misfortune would get tired but then time is your misfortune
One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can't breathe around it and you realize you don't need air.
I will one day accept death with gratitude if I meet it having lived a life that became truly my own.
Who I am is not the same minute to minute or day to day. There are far too many variables for that to ever be true, for me, or for anyone.
It was awful, he cried, awful, awful! Still, the sun was hot. Still, one got over things. Still, life had a way of adding day to day.
The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.
Success in the music industry isn’t something that you wait for or hope for. It is something that you create, day after day.
