I have always had this necessity to win. When I played with my friends on the street, football or running, I always wanted to be the best.
I've sucked way too much cement for this year. Bad juju rising off them city sidewalks. I need to babble with a brook or two, inhale starlight, make friends with some trees.
To be absent from the iPhone is to be present in the moment. Ignore it. Make some friends.
I enjoyed the meetings, too. It was like having friends.
Before we can make friends with anyone else, we must first make friends with ourselves.
With friends like these, who needs hallucinations?
We as a nation need to be reeducated about the necessary and sufficient conditions for making human beings human. We need to be reeducated not as parents--but as workers, neighbors, and friends; and as members of the organizations, committees, boards--and, especially, the informal networks that control our social institutions and thereby determine the conditions of life for our families and their children.
Friends are the twenty-first-century version of extended families.
I don't really believe in cliques - I think everyone can be friends with everyone.
My friends and I are crazy. That's the only thing that keeps us sane!
America, my friends, is the only country in the world actually founded on liberty - the only one. People went to America to be free.
I have a file of letters and bits of ephemera from friends who have died. I have had lots of friends who died of AIDS.
Beautiful words are ugly motives best friends.
I remember my friends at primary and secondary school admiring my work and even paying me money for some of my pieces.
I felt very close to God. . . . My friends say that's because I was always on my knees.
We have really no absent friends.
I love Vince McMahon. He came up with the character. He ran with it, and then I was able to run with it. I thank him for the opportunity he gave me. Vince McMahon was one of my best friends, period.
To say grace, knowing that people on this globe are starving, indicates a highly selfish acquiescence in the arrogantly supposed favoritism of the almighty. A really decent god-believer, far from giving thanks for the food and good health and fortune enjoyed by himself and his family and close friends, would surely curse God for his neglect of the hungry, the sick and the tormented, throughout the world.
Friends are much better tried in bad fortune than in good.
A monster. You and your friends, all of you. Pretty monsters. It's a stage all girls go through. If you're lucky you get through it without doing any permanent damage to yourself or anyone else.
