He who has not looked on sorrow will never see joy.
There's one person that you would give up your life for, and that's your child.
Growing up in the suburbs, I used to listen to punk rock, Brand New, Taking Back Sunday. And no one from my high school listened to it.
I've experienced many hardships, but mentally, I've always been older, and that reflects in my actions, too.
To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.
One step at a time.
I'd always suspected my face wouldn't fit in drama departments. And it never did!
One is never so dangerous when one has no shame, than when one has grown too old to blush.
When I got the offer to be a Bongo girl, I was so ecstatic, I couldn't believe it.
Organic buildings are the strength and lightness of the spiders' spinning, buildings qualified by light, bred by native character to environment, married to the ground.
While the doctors consult, the patient dies.
I cannot pull off a mustache. It's like threading a needle, because most of the time, I'll look like a complete idiot.
All my forebears worked for a living. My grandfather painted portraits. My mother too. My aunt painted seascapes.
As long as we don't give up, we don't fail. We just continue to learn.
With the new year comes a refueled motivation to improve on the past one.
Below the navel there is neither religion nor truth.
A clear conscience laughs at false accusations.
The winner has many friends, the loser has good friends.
A fool's tongue is long enough to cut his own throat.
Time is a wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth.
When the sky falls we'll all catch larks.
He that is warm thinks all so.
Silence was never written down.
If you would shoot a general, shoot his horse first.
With money, a dragon - without it, a worm.
Silence is the voice of complicity.
Do not rejoice at my grief, for when mine is old yours will be new.
If the mountain won't come to mohammed, mohammed must go to the mountain.
Before telling secrets on the road, look in the bushes.
The eye that sees all things else, sees not itself.
