I'm a rapper but I'm a human being.
Remember this well. There are two kind of fights. As long as we place ourselves in battle, we must always know the difference: fights to defend life. . . and fights to defend pride.
If it's me, it would be a waste not to dance no matter what.
Death is not goodbye.
Noooo, there’s no way I, a mere handsome and sexy shopkeeper, could possibly have bankai!
If I were the rain. . . that binds together the Earth and the sky, whom in all eternity will never mingle. . . Would I be able to bind two hearts together?
No, nothing can change my world --Ichigo Kurosaki, Black Moon Rising
I'm on the verge of a total breakdown. Sciatica. Taxes. Cars. Fleas, possibly. It's an absurd existence.
Barack Obama and Jimmy Hoffa are like Tweedledum and Tweedledee, Lady Gaga and hype, the 'Jersey Shore' cast and hairspray: inseparable. The president can no more disown the Teamsters Union's leader than he can disown his own id.
Racial discrimination does not always violate public policy.
Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.