Whereever you end up;" Jack whispered into my ear. "I wish you clear skies. Always
I don’t have any problem doing anything. The secret is I have no shame.
The secret is I have no shame.
There are some days when I can do my thing and be in the world and walk around, and it's fine. And then there are other days where it's totally not fine, and I want to crawl into a hole and die. And it's the most invasive and worst.
I think there’s a part of a woman that wants to be the thing that breaks a man down.
I had to be physically and emotionally naked, show both my body and soul. I felt emotionally vulnerable and physically exposed, it was a hard choice to make but I was intrigued since the beginning. I think that. . . the things that scare you the most are the ones you gotta do.
I love that I'm alone all the time. I love sleeping next to no one. I really don't like solitude.
At the beginning of every winter people are careful to install storm windows. These extra panes of glass protect their houses against the bitter winds. We do something very similar to protect our minds through the practice of meditation.
My first job was a Greek tragedy, and ever since, one job just seemed to roll onto the next. I've been terribly lucky.
A rose by any other name Would get the blame For being what it is-- The colour of a kiss, The shadow of a flame. A rose may earn another name, So call it love; So call it love I will, And love is like the sea, Which changes constantly, And yet is still The same.
Jack White has just done a song for Coca-Cola. End of. He ceases to be in the club. And he looks like Zorro on doughnuts.