I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.
You were born an original work of art. Stay original.
Don't become a random photograph in the eyes of friends, and even your enemies, for each glance at your face will cause a declination of value and reputation. Create value, through scarcity.
Don't look shy if you wear rag and people gag, many are in the grave wearing skeleton, and you should even be happier for wearing a skin without clothes.
Don't tell a lie to be loved, speak the truth to be hated.
I think this is one bad side of a mirror; it helps us to see the reflection of the effects of our own actions on ourselves. We smile and it smiles back to us, we frown and it frowns to us. How I wish...
The death of our self-worth begins at its appraisal, for such an action erroneously implies that our worth can be quantified.
Don't let out your true behaviour in the public, even if you were born nasty, make others feel you were well bred.
Dark circles under my eyes sink deeper and deeper into my skull, in contrast to my pale skin there is an undeniable resemblance to a fresh corpse.
You always look as though you think people aren't going to like you--that's your trouble.
Be yourself, be brave.