Be classy. Anything but trashy..
Choose love not in the shallows but in the deep..
Can'ttrustpeople. Won'tdoanygood. They'llkillyoueverytime. They'llkilleachother. They'llkilleveryone..
It is always our objective to have close ties with the United States. We're at a transitional period of our history and we're on a road to reform..
It's always good to go against your friends, especially when you come out victorious..
About me, nothing worse they will tell you, my love, than what I told you.
A single conversation can change things..
Everything that's old is new, and everything that's new is old..
Out of the debris of a statue thoroughly shattered a new art work is born: a naked foot unforgettably resting on a stone; a candid hand; a bent knee ….
The climate is changing, and human activity contributes to that in some manner..
I'm gonna barf," I whispered to Fang,wiping my sweaty hands on my jeans. You'll be fine," he whipered back. "You always are. I'm gonna die," I moaned….
Every day there comes a moment when a person lays his hands in his lap and all his busyness collapses like ashes. The work accomplished is, from the ….
No government fights fascism to destroy it. When the bourgeoisie sees that power is slipping out of its hands, it brings up fascism to hold onto thei….
Stupidity is active in every direction, and can dress up in all the clothes of truth. Truth, on the other hand, has for every occasion only one dress….
You're creating music to pull people into a world, whether it be a visual medium where music is just one element, or a purely musical medium. Either ….
Capital in the hands of a national government forms a part of the gross national capital..
I tend to eat geographically. When I'm in L.A., I like to eat L.A. food..
The day you stop learning is the day you begin decaying..
A poem is but a thought, a mere memory caught at play. From hand onto paper, bleeding thoughts emerge..
She saw him drenched with gasoline. She could actually feel the box of matches in her hand..
Have we not the brains to think? Hands to work? Hearts to feel? And lives to live?.