I won! I won! I don’t have to go to school anymore.
I need ammunition, not a ride.
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.
Sometimes, the wrong train takes you to the right station.
Love is like a fart. If you have to force it, itøs probably crap.
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.
Isn’t it great to see so many men in bike shorts?
A developed country is not a place where the poor have cars. This is where the rich use public transport.
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.
The longer I stay at home, the more homeless I look.
If the penalty for a crime is a fine, then that law only exists for the lower class.
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.
The ability to speak does not make you intelligent.
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.
Wearing cheap clothes or driving an old car doesn’t make you broke. You got a family to feed not a community to impress.
If the heroes run and hide, who will stay and fight?
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.
In a rich man’s house, there is no place to spit in his face.
My career always took me away from home, I was always away from home and I just wanted to be home.
Life is not about waiting for the storm to subside. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.
Life is like a game of chess. I don’t know how to play chess.
A man should only work 4 hours a day so he may have time to devote himself to the arts and sciences.
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.
When you get as old as I am and no longer have a husband or dog, and the children have long since left home, you can sit and get a little wiser by thinking. Then it’s time to edit your memories and start looking at your life again. First come the regrets, then come the wrongs you’ve done, mistakes you’ve made – and all the things you can sit and brood over if you’re already in a bad mood. But you can also understand people and contexts in a new way.
You can beat 40 scholars with one fact, but you cannot beat one idiot with 40 facts.