My French is still good. That's a beautiful language and I'm happy to speak it.
Than smoke and mist who better could appraise The kindred spirit of an inner haze?
The rain to the wind said, You push and I'll pelt. ' They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged--though not dead. I know how the flowers felt.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But the theory now goes That the apple's a rose, And the pear is, and so's The plum, I suppose. The dear only knows What will next prove a rose. You, of course, are a rose - But were always a rose.
Thinking is not to agree or disagree. That's voting.
All the fun is in how you say a thing.
To know what people really think, pay regard to what they do, rather than what they say.
You can't know about marriage until you try it.
When you walk in your home you don't have to maintain the same attitude that you had out in the street. You can be different with your people and your family than you are with a person that you run into in the hood. Even them they have to know to respond to you differently in the hood cuz if people see something out of the character that they portray you. They'll try you.
I'm still a soldier, fighting with my pen and paper for peace till the day I cease.