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"Why do we go to all this trouble' Parker asked. 'Men don't notice anyway.''Because what we wear affects how we feel, how we act, how we move. And that they do notice. Especially the move. Get dressed, smoke the eyes. You'll know you look good so you'll feel good. You'll have a better time."
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"Not only believe in yourself but trust in yourself. Confidence will bloom."
"Be firm. Be strong."
"Sometimes things work just because you think they work. It's as good a definition of faith as any."
"True wisdom is hidden in the fear of the Lord."
"Never see yourself as a disappointment or failure just because you were fired."
"we will never be tempted to live by the standards of other people or to be guided by someone else's opinions if we know who we are."
"Only people who believe in themselves are able to do exploits."
"If I'm my biggest fan, the only person in the stadium is probably me."
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