I go to bed every night praying I won’t wake up in the morning. I pray I walk out of the house and get struck by lightening. I pray to a god I know doesn’t exist to run me down by a car, and the day it finally happens—I walk away without a scratch.
It wasn’t your time.
No, it is my time; I have no purpose.
I never told anybody to do anything other than what they wanted to do. I said you do what’s best for you, you do what you feel is right, you do what YOU think is right and whatever you think is right has got to be right for you. All I’m doing is walking with you, I’m walking in line with you and I’m holding the line with you. What you do is up to you. It’s got nothing to do with me.
