The masses are in reality their own leaders, dialectically creating their own development process.
Our laws guarantee all students the right to a K-12 education, regardless of their immigration status.
Edible names are what drives me as a musician. My next band will be called the Hot Dogs.
Jill Soloway is a friend of mine. She does 'Transparent,' and she's amazingly funny and brilliant and bright. And I love her show.
With the jam bands I've seen, it's about music, and it's about theory, and it's about making everyone feel better with music.
Being in the profession of acting, I definitely have to be a people's person and socialise when it's an absolute necessity.
I am excited by the opportunity to join such an extraordinary group of athletes and be a part of the 'Lucha Underground' family.
Haunter and its family's design are possibly based on the Dila, a spirit from Filipino mythology that passes through walls and then licks certain people to death.
I saw my parents go through tough times between 1979 and 1983. They almost split up.
I have no political aspiration.
No guns but only brotherhood can resolve the problems.
Many women are so wounded that they can't love another person.
Just like American families, government agencies need to start doing more with less, and the Internal Revenue Service is no exception.
We learned pretty early on in this band that you can't have snobbery in music.
Any book that helps a child to form a habit of reading, to make reading one of his deep and continuing needs, is good for him.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
A little of what you fancy does you good.
A man is known by his friends.
A man who is his own lawyer has a fool for his client.
A new broom sweeps clean.
A nod's as good as a wink to a blind horse.
A penny saved is a penny earned.
A picture paints a thousand words.
A place for everything and everything in its place.
A poor workman always blames his tools.
A problem shared is a problem halved.
A prophet is not recognized in his own land.
A rising tide lifts all boats.
A swarm in may is worth a load of hay; a swarm in june is worth a silver spoon; but a swarm in july is not worth a fly.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
