Instead of buying your children all the things you never had, you should teach them all the things you were never taught. Material wears out but knowledge stays.
When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
I thought I was stone rich, so I poured money out with both hands – and now I owe right and left.
Isn’t it great to see so many men in bike shorts?
Life is not about waiting for the storm to subside. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.
I need ammunition, not a ride.
Too much learning can crack even the freshest!
An amazing breathlessness arises because we fill our lives with emptiness and Facebook. In a discussion about the empty calories of Facebook, someone close to me said with great seriousness: “I have 190 friends on Facebook.” Then I replied: “Yes, but hardly one of them will pick up your coffin the day you leave here.” Why not use the time for some fewer and real friends in the real world.
I won! I won! I don’t have to go to school anymore.
How many cars do I have? Do I also have to count the Volvos?
I knew we had to drive on cobblestones, but I didn’t know they had thrown them down from a helicopter.
If someone says it’s raining and another person says it’s dry, it’s not your job to quote them both. Your job is to look out the fucking window and find out which is true.
I hate all those weathermen who tell you that rain is bad weather. There’s no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothing, so get yourself a sexy raincoat and live a little.
Everything sounds deep when you don’t read books.
My career always took me away from home, I was always away from home and I just wanted to be home.
My articles were based on something I wanted to change. Everyone has the right to a decent life, and I thought it was important to give vulnerable people support and confidence. I was brought up to respect other people.
We are not all in the same boat. We are all in the same storm.
You have to take the wrinkles that come. And all those who get their skin sprayed and look like wounded warriors for a long time, become very little prettier, but look so sour. The smile is actually the best face-lift, I think.
I am a bourgeois, but I am not a Left-woman. I was born a bourgeois, and I have always tried not to stand on a pedestal and say that I am a worker. That would be false talk. Nor during the many years when the red hirelings were around and held their noses at the thought of “Matador” and everything else I did. I’m not a peasant either. I was born a bourgeois, but that is why I can criticise the bourgeoisie and their shabby schemes, which I can easily see through.
The ability to speak does not make you intelligent.
If you live for weekends or vacations, your shit is broken.
No matter how many grains of gold I serve you, you keep eating oatmeal, and I can’t become my problem.
You can go a long way with a smile. You can go a lot farther with a smile and a gun.
A man should only work 4 hours a day so he may have time to devote himself to the arts and sciences.
Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.