If you look around, complacency is the great disease of your autumn years, and I work hard to prevent that.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The long, cold Minnesota winters instilled in me a fascination for exotic far off places; I aspired toward a career in tropical diseases and world health problems.
The older I get and the longer I live in New York City, the more I have the desire to go elsewhere and be surrounded by nature.
I had some downtime with my career and... I got complacent.
Don't be lulled into complacency.
I'm in control of what I'm doing physically and mentally. I feel good. I've always felt confident and comfortable going into seasons, but each year I feel like I'm getting better and better.
How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.
It's not the winter that bothers me - it's the summers.
I really try to put myself in uncomfortable situations. Complacency is my enemy.
In my work, there's a tremendous amount of rejection and waves of fertile and fallow times.
Complacency is a state of mind that exists only in retrospective: it has to be shattered before being ascertained.