I'm a very optimistic person. I have the chance to listen to so much phenomenal music. Connecting with social networking to create music is a progression of what electronic music does anyway - it connects people.
I really enjoy auditions anyway because I think that even if you come out of them, and you go in once and it never goes anywhere, there is something that you bring out of it or a note that will come back to your agent and that's the way you learn.
Time is not outside us, but inside. Only we live with past, present, and future, and the present is too brief to experience anyway; it is retained afterward and then it is either codified or it slips into amnesia.
I vowed I wouldn't get married until someone gave me one good reason to. No one ever did - but I got married anyway.
A conscience is, for a while anyway, pretty easy to fake.
Don't talk to me about appealing to the public. I am done with the public, for the present anyway. The public reads the headlines and that is all. The story itself is fair and shows the facts. That would be all right if the public read the facts. But it does not. It reads the headlines and listens to the demagogues and that's the stuff public opinion is made of.
By nature, an auction is kind of a wholesale beast anyway. You're buying second hand goods, even with the historical, antique or aesthetic value. You look to get the wholesale price and you hope for retail spikes periodically when you get two or three people in the audience that want the same thing.
So what. He was made of awesome. Anyone who couldn't see that wasn't smart enough to be with him, anyway.
True friends are those who really know you but love you anyway.
Relationships, the ones that last anyway, are really an extended game of Let's Make A Deal.
I personally don’t feel the need to be radical for its own sake, but I probably couldn’t if I tried anyway.
Shut up and write anyway. Don't use anything as an excuse.
[She] always knew he was a fiction but believed in him anyway.
Don't bother me, leave me alone. Anyway, I'm almost grown.
I don't care if your world is ending today because I wasn't invited to it anyway.
If I blow the conch and they don't come back; then we've had it. We shan't keep the fire going. We'll be like animals. We'll never be rescued. " "If you don't blow, we'll soon be animals anyway.
If you're sloppy, that's just fine. If you're moody, I won't mind. If you're fat, that's fine with me. If you're skinny, let it be. If you're bossy, that's all right. if you're nasty, I won't fight. If you're rough, well that's just you. If you're mean, that's all right too. Whatever you are is all okay. I don't like you anyway.
So, I don't know. I think so. It's all in the heart, whatever keeps you that way. Keeps you forever young. Forever young doesn't necessarily mean that you don't grow old, but you just have some contact with what put you where you are. You know, keep some type of contact. Anyway. . .
Even if they're not reaching out to us, we're going to reach out to them anyway and involve them in a meaningful way. Because if we don't, we will fail to learn the lesson of a generation before us, that reached out for us and never let us go.
It's better for one to die than for all of us to be killed in a shooting affray. Anyway, we've practically no ammunition.