It's hard to hold the hand of anyone who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
Everyone should say what they wanted. It saved time.
You try as a parent. You love beyond reason. You fight beyond endurance. You hope beyond despair. You never think, until the very last moment, that it still might not be enough.
The only time you're calm, you're centered, you're at peace, is when someone's trying to kill you. And that's just plain twisted.
Life may not be perfect, at least it offered moments that were perfect enough.
Women cry. Men laugh. Whiners moan. Men laugh. Wimps complain. Men laugh.
Expect nothing and life will be velvet.
There's a certain Englishness about the English game
There's a lot of dancing in football. You can see Victor Cruz doing a little bit of cha-cha or sambra move in the end zone. You can see Terrell Owens getting his popcorn ready. You can see Ochocinco doing the river dance. But not so much in the ballroom.
I was the fifth child in a family of six, five boys and one girl. Bless that poor girl. We were very poor; it was the 30s. We survived off of the food and the little work that my father could get working on the roads or whatever the WPA provided. We were always in line to get food. The survival of our family really depended on the survival of the other black families in that community. We had that village aspect about us, that African sense about us. We always shared what we had with each other. We were able to make it because there was really a total family, a village.
Think for thyself one good idea, but known to be thine own, is better than a thousand gleaned from fields by others sown.