I remember my father, who had served in Vietnam, once talking to me about how real courage is when you're scared out of your mind but you do what you have to do anyway. I didn't feel very courageous a...

And remember whatever discipline you're in, whether you're a musician or a photographer, fine artist or a cartoonist, writer, a dancer, a singer, a designer... whatever you do, you have a thing that's...

Wine had to be grapes first. Diamonds had to be rocks first. Butterflies had to be caterpillars first. Rainbows had to be storms first.

Life is a bitch; you get used though, or you kill yourself. Either way, you're winning.

Here's to love at first sight, and here's to getting over it the moment you blink.

Never be seduced by the sweet promises of a better path

There ain't no "baby mama drama" up in this Vortex, homie!

It sometimes requires ignorance and arrogance to know something for sure.

This kind of renunciation, in fact, has often been the strength, born of necessity, of the world's disinherited, of those who do not fit in with their surroundings or with their own body or with their...

The distance between your Dreams and Reality is inversely proportional to your Efforts.

In love madly,traveling though thelife-raft's unravelingin a beautiful tragedy,but gladly i'm stillpaddling throughthe oceanof youranatomy.

The depth of my feelings is proportional to the depth of the color.

We talk of our mastery of nature, which sounds very grand but the fact is we respectfully adapt ourselves, first, to her ways.

Acting is all about big hair and funny props... All the great actors knew it. Olivier knew it, Brando knew it.

You certainly remember this scene from dozens of films: a boy and a girl are running hand in hand in a beautiful spring (or summer) landscape. Running, running, running and laughing. By laughing the t...

Why did you revive me? Alecto repeated. Well… uh, well…. Mandy hesitated, her voice full of sudden misery. They say there are five stages of grief, you know… five stages. denial, anger, bargaining, de...

Wasn't that a season finale on Supernatural?'

They're auras, Davey. I see them, too. The longer you stare at them, the wider the energy field expands until more colors begin to show themselves.

Therefore, when we neglect to fear such a brittle monstrosity, we render it powerless.

She nudged his arm to wash under it, where his dark hair grew in a swirl.Where the scent of his masculinity was the strongest.She shouldn't find this erotic. A lady shouldn't find this erotic.And yet...