—What would I be singing, Vicky wondered,—if I sang out my moods?
My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I'm right.
Five enemies of peace inhabit with us - avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.
These days we have Smartphones, Smartcars, Smartboards, Smarteverything, but consider this: if technology is getting smarter, does that mean humans are getting dumber?
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
art is risk made visible
You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake.
The warrior's nobility is like a prostitute's smile, the truth of which is self-interest.
Manners and politeness will never become old-fashioned.
My mom told me to do whatever I wanted to do and don't get too anxious about it.
Nobody but you have to believe in your dreams to make them a reality.