I love Tinkle, it's really the most fun I've had in years.
My husband is a composer, so he plays piano all the time and I sit there and clap telling my unborn child, 'Hear me clap, hear the music.' I know music, in general, is supposed to be good for babies to hear.
Chris Brown owns 14 of my belts. Swizz Beatz owns a zillion of my belts. They were supporting me before I was even anybody.
Go before the people with your example, and be laborious in their affairs.
Creativity makes a leap, then looks to see where it is.
Thank you... Fantasy football draft, for letting me know that even in my fantasies, I am bad at sports.
There are so many moving parts.
I adore my family. I don't love their politics. I think they're wonderful parents. They were dreadful at parenting.
The Make-A-Wish Foundation started with one wish out of Phoenix, Arizona, and the organization has grown so grand ever since.
Just as a dog's bark has several different meanings, a cat may purr because it is nervous, happy or feeling unwell.
I consider my music to be Progressive Synth Pop, which says nothing about what it sounds like, but does describe my basic approach.
The sheer force of the music calls for a wild audience reaction.
Men and women should stay apart, till their hearts grow gentle towards one another again.
They were fun days, and we set the town on fire with every movie we did.
To me, being grown-up meant smoking cigarettes, drinking cocktails, and dressing up in high heels and glamourous outfits.
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.
