In a man, I look for a friend, someone who’s equal, with whom I’m comfortable.
“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”
“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.”
“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.”
There are risks and costs to action. but they are far less than the long range risks of comfortable inaction.
There was something very comfortable in having plenty of stationery.
A man cannot be comfortable without his own approval.