Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety (Antony, 2.2.245–46).
Art is not about itself but the attention we bring to it.
Everyone checks out my mom. My mom's hot.
Be nice to people... maybe it'll be unappreciated, unreciprocated, or ignored, but spread the love anyway. We rise by lifting others.
Everything started as nothing.
He was a man with a chest, and he wanted to give thoughtful expression to the passion of his heart.
Great designers seldom make great advertising men, because they get overcome by the beauty of the picture - and forget that merchandise must be sold.
Confusion of goals and perfection of means seems, in my opinion, to characterize our age.
Why wait to forgive and let go only after you have sufficiently wallowed in your despair? Why not forgive and let go now?
If I wanna die I may be awesome that I fear nothing. So I can do anything in this earth. Cause I am about to die. And If I start to do anything in this earth, the worst can be, I will die. This is the...
I have to be alone very often. I'd be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That's how I refuel.