The pyd group was causing the most problems, and mr de mistura told me he had not sent them an invitation letter.
Moulds, yeasts and mushrooms are types of fungus.
This thing we call love has always been tricky, and as beautiful as it can be, we can potentially lose ourselves in it.
I like it when it's nice and quiet. I'm not a big city person.
I also quite like to be recognized by children; I find it sweet.
I am a 'made' cartoonist, but I was born a comic.
For Black Label Special Opps, adversity is what you thrive on. General Patton is a huge fan favorite in Black Label.
I've started my own record label - Jeepney Music - and I want to put out my own stuff and also stuff by other Filipino artists.
My kids say if there's any family dinner that doesn't result in somebody crying, it's not a good dinner. They cry because it helps relieve them of a guilt or some onerous emotional burden. It's like a family tradition.
I enjoy my own songs, but I can never love them in the way that I can love someone else's song.
You don't bad-mouth your ex or anything like that. The key is your kid knowing that both parents still love him and are there for him.
If a man has his throat cut in Paris, it's a murder. If 50,000 people are murdered in the east, it is a question.
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all?
The tax money belongs to the taxpayers. It doesn't belong to the bureaucracy. And government is not a welfare system.
Whether I live long or short is not the question what quality that I surrounded myself is!
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.
