The most interesting information come from children, for they tell all they know and then stop.
More quotes by Mark Twain
A home without a cat-and a well-fed, well-petted and properly revered cat-may be a perfect home, perhaps, but how can it prove title?
To cease smoking is the easiest thing I ever did; I ought to know because I’ve done it a thousand times.
More quotes about Life
That is what we are put in the world for, to get experience and to help others get it. It is the one thing no one can take away from us.
Much depends on people knowing what opportunity means; it doesn’t mean a silver platter, it oftener means a spade. Self-help means something sterner than ‘help yourself’–reach over and take it.
If she doesn’t acknowledge what happened, then how can we trust that she is going to be different in the future?
Let us not forget: I didn’t just wake up First Lady… I mean, I went to law school, I practised law, I worked for the city, I ran a nonprofit (and) I was an executive at a hospital. I’ve been in the world. I’ve worked in every sector, and you don’t do that without coming up against some stuff. You know, having your feelings hurt, having people say things about you that aren’t true Life hits you, so over the course of living, you learn how to protect yourself in it. You learn to take in what you need and get rid of the stuff that’s clearly not true.
I believe that every right implies a responsibility; every opportunity, an obligation; every possesion, a duty.
What we think, or what we know, or what we believe is, in the end, of little consequence. The only consequence is what we do.
Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
One day I will kiss you, kiss you with lips that understand, kiss you with lips that can better explain, that can speak in so many languages. They will know how to say I love you in ways you have never heard, in ways that sound unlike anything any other man has mouthed before, false promises and fairy tales they did not ever believe in. One day I will kiss you, pressed words between your lips. I will kiss you and they will rattle between your teeth, run down your throat, and fill your lungs. They will echo against your ribs, they will reverberate through your limbs, they will dress every corner you’ve kept sadness hidden away until all that grows inside of you is the understanding that you are enough. One day I will tell you all about my paper napkin theories, algorithms I formed that demonstrate how the sum of all that you are, is greater than infinity, but to me you have always been the one.