Great things happen in small places. Jesus was born in Bethlehem. Jesse Jackson was born in Greenville.
It's easy to fall into a funk and not want to exercise, or to really want that second piece of chocolate cake. I have to say, I fight against those feelings all year. But I try not to let myself sit in a rut like that.
In social matters, pointless conventions are not merely the bee sting of etiquette, but the snake bite of moral order.

