"Rock on, my mellow!" "B-boys, b-girls, are you ready?" "This is the joint!" "To the beat, y'all!" "You don't stop!"
Maybe humans are just the pet alligators that God flushed down the toilet.
Your past is just a story. And once you realize this it has no power over you.
I always really curious to see how people interpret things. I know my version, and I'm kind of bored with my version so I want to see their version.
The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.
Let's all embrace someone near us. Pick someone special to you. Tell this someone how you feel.
The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.
Half the interest of a garden is the constant exercise of the imagination. You are always living three, or indeed six, months hence. I believe that people entirely devoid of imagination never can be really good gardeners. To be content with the present, and not striving about the future, is fatal.
Remember that the sole life which a man can lose is that which he is living at the moment.
If you nevertheless want to know what I feel when I release a bomb, I will tell you: I feel a light bump to the plane as a result of the bomb's release. A second later it's gone, and that's all. That is what I feel.
Men invented money Women invented mutual aid