Everything happening now happens because of everything that has happened before.

I walk around like everything is fine, but deep down inside my shoe, my sock is sliding off.

I always mean what I say, I don't always mean to say it out loud, but I always mean it.

I did a push-up today. Well actually I fell down, but I had to use my arms to get back up, so close enough.

I've always wanted to turn around in an executive chair and say "I've been expecting you."

The odds of going to the store for a loaf of bread and coming out with ONLY a loaf of bread are three billion to one.