And I, unfortunately, have been to too many disasters as president.
Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame, Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame, Averse alike to flatter or offend, Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend.
Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue
The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.
Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
Envy will merit as its shade pursue, But like a shadow, proves the substance true.
You are the true master of death, because the true master does not seek to run away from Death.
I am a fugitive and a vagabond, a sojourner seeking signs.
I'm one of those people who always tries to overachieve. I want to do more. I want to do bigger things.
Women can fake an orgasm, but men can fake an entire relationship.