My mother would take the Band-Aid off, clean the wound, and say, "Things that are covered don't heal well. " Mother was right. Things that are covered do not heal well.
I wash my cars and clean the garage a lot. That's kind of my thing.
I don't have advice for people on how to dress. People should dress based on what they find beautiful. My best advice: Keep your clothes clean.
Clean your freakin' fryer. Be responsible for Christ's sake!
Throw up into your typewriter every morning. Clean up every noon.
I will certainly not join politics. I would like to be remembered as a clean businessman who has not partaken in any twists and turns beneath the surface, and one who has been reasonably successful.
Technology is going to continue to evolve, and we should be at the forefront of it. We should continue to innovate. We should be leaders in clean technology and green energy.
Droplets, droplets: We are all identical drips and drops of people, hovering, waiting to be tipped, waiting for someone to show us the way, to pour us down a path. . . . He has tipped us over, all of us in our teetering expectancy, and now we are pouring toward him, coursing on a wave of sound, of roaring shouts and applause. . . . They are the moon; we are a tide, their tide, and under their direction we will wipe clean all the sickness and blight from the world.
The desert sharpened the sweet ache of his longing, amplified it, gave shape to it in sere geology and clean slant of light.
If Ive got a clean pair of jeans and a T-shirt, thats usually a good day for me.
I lived in New York for a couple months. It seemed to me at first an incredibly clean place with well-dressed people and washed cars and bright-painted red-and-yellow streetcars and white buildings.
We want a plan for a clean energy future. . . an end to global warming. . . Moms know about sustainable energy. After all, mother love is an unending supply and it keeps kids healthy.
Too clear, too clean. The problem was precision, perfection.
When things aren't working out for people, the end of the world seems like an easy way to wipe the slate clean.
Clean up your own mess.
The sex can stay dirty, but the values have to be clean.
The common man or women, whether they are Israeli or Palestinian, Protestant or Catholic or Iraqi or American, the common man just wants to live in peace and justice in a clean environment. When we look around the world and we see that is not the case, we know the will of the majority is not being listened to, that's the first sign that our system is broken.
The morality of clean blood ought to be one of the first lessons taught us by our pastors and teachers. The physical is the substratum of the spiritual; and this fact ought to give to the food we eat, and the air we breathe, a transcendent significance.
It's time to wipe the slate clean, recriminalize gambling, just like we did in this country 100 years ago
[T]hat old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air. . . Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year's mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.