I need ammunition, not a ride.
The ability to speak does not make you intelligent.
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.
Lotto is a tax for stupid people. An extra tax.
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.
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.
When you tear out a man’s tongue, you are not proving, him a liar: you’re only telling the world that you fear what he might say.
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.
When I was a child, ladies and gentlemen, I was a dreamer. I read comic books and I was the hero of the comic book. I saw movies and I was the hero in the movie. So every dream I ever dreamed has come true a hundred times…I learned very early in life that: ‘Without a song, the day would never end; without a song, a man ain’t got a friend; without a song, the road would never bend – without a song.’ So I keep singing a song. Goodnight. Thank you.
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.
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.
Life is like a game of chess. I don’t know how to play chess.
If the penalty for a crime is a fine, then that law only exists for the lower class.
In the past, we learned to cope with challenges ourselves. Today, a lot of people younger than me are not resistant to the vicissitudes and emotional challenges of life. If you’ve been told all your life that it’s the others who should spoil you and keep you free of problems, you’re probably a very sober person emotionally.
It’s okay to be a little fucked up in the head. We all are. It’s only when you’re fucked up in the heart that makes you a piece of shit.
These are two humans who, by technology and science, have created ways that can fight crime and get rid of bad people. However, In that contest, my money’s on Iron Man because he invented everything that he uses. Batman, however, has engineers.
One of the things I can’t get my hands on is something like “Mothers’ Clubs”, where instead of reading a book and walking in nature with their babies, they sit and talk about vomit and nappies and burping with other like-minded people and get nowhere. I think it bothers me a little in the women’s area.
Isn’t it great to see so many men in bike shorts?
life is like a box of chocolates you never know what you’re gonna get.
If you live for weekends or vacations, your shit is broken.
I don’t think you should think too much about the fact that time is passing and you’re not a teenager anymore. Then you just get plagued and get even more wrinkles and look even more grumpy and sad.
Maintain a natural gait even if you shit your pants
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.
In a rich man’s house, there is no place to spit in his face.
Wearing cheap clothes or driving an old car doesn’t make you broke. You got a family to feed not a community to impress.