She who saves a single soul, saves the universe.
A consequence may be the very thing that saves us because it was the only thing loud enough to get our attention.
A pint of sweat, saves a gallon of blood.
Don't Cry for this biatch, don't cry for this moron. She isn't your type, she doesn't like you and she won't like you she is just a person which is hypocrite and she get's envy when she see your life...
Sweat saves blood.