I feel sorry now myself, admitted Davy, but the trouble is I never feel sorry for doing things till after I’ve did them.
You know all that sympathy that you feel for an abused child who suffers without a good mom or dad to love and care for them? Well, they don't stay children forever. No one magically becomes an adult...
Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bomb...
Nothing amazes me anymore.
I don't have a lot of patience for stories in which women are rescued by men.
Children imitate their parents, employees their managers.
Be nice to people... maybe it'll be unappreciated, unreciprocated, or ignored, but spread the love anyway. We rise by lifting others.
The eagle only knows how high it can fly when it spreads its wings.
I don't want to be alone, I want to be left alone.
It's great that people are basically spending their two weeks of vacation to come out and be with us in some weird part of the world. And I think we owe it to them to take 'em to some cool places.
When I was in school I read a lot of comic books and pretend I was in them and kids would tease me and call me names. But now I do the same things and people say that I'm artistic and cool and I'm doi...