What is a society without a heroic dimension?
Leave my diapers moist in the back seat of your Rolls Royce
Dallas Mavericks want me as a bald-headed 5' 8" guard with a 95" vertical. Vince Carter respect my legs, ask Shawn Kemp.
Supersonic bionic robot voodoo power Equator ex my chance to flex skills on Ampex
I drop styles on ears. . . the public bite 'em. Not many went to school, so the dummies wouldn't write 'em. They say, "Yo Keith! You're Kool, you usin' big words!" I went to college, I'm even more stupid, herb.
Now my helmet's on, you can't tell me I'm not in space.
Think about it, if you was there standing looking at me. What would you do, if I hit your face with dog doo-doo?
Practice does not make perfect. Only perfect practice makes perfect.
The two principles of truth, reason and senses, are not only both not genuine, but are engaged in mutual deception. The senses deceive reason through false appearances, and the senses are disturbed by passions, which produce false impressions.
Everyone is in such a hurry. People haven’t found meaning in their lives, so they’re running all the time looking for it. They think the next car, the next house, the next job. Then they find those things are empty, too, and they keep running. Once you start running, it’s hard to slow yourself down.
Gentlemen prefer blondes. . . but gentlemen marry brunettes.