. . . don't spoil my learning process!
I feel like cotton candy: sugar and air. Squeeze me and I’d turn into a small sickly damp wad of weeping pinky-red.
Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.
When we're young, we like happy endings. When we're a little older, we think happy endings are unrealistic and so we prefer bad but credible endings. When we're older still, we realize happy endings aren't so bad after all.
If he wants to be an asshole, it's a free country. Millions before him have made the same life choice.
Time has not stood still. It has washed over me, washed me away, as if I'm nothing more than a woman of sand, left by a careless child too near the water.
I hope that people will finally come to realize that there is only one 'race' - the human race - and that we are all members of it.
We can be redeemed only to the extent to which we see ourselves.
When will mankind be convinced and agree to settle their difficulties by arbitration?
Western philosophers gained access to Asian and African traditions initially by noting similarities and differences. But that, as A. C. Mukerji, of Allahabad, was to note in 1932, is not to do philosophy, but is at best a preparation.
I don't want to be 35 years old and still popping out songs in miniskirts and la-la-la.