The air is the only place free from prejudice.
You can't change who you are, but you can change what you have in your head, you can refresh what you're thinking about, you can put some fresh air in your brain.
Don't try to dress like me or wear your hair like mine. Find your own style.
If they don't give you a seat at the table, bring a folding chair.
Hair is a beautiful form of self-expression.
Pair up in threes.
I am inspired by anything beautiful. Sometime it's a pair of eyes or flowing gorgeous hair, other times it's the sky or a sunset. I've been inspired by supple skin or the texture of a soft shirt.
Disappointments are to the soul what a thunderstorm is to the air.
The airplane stays up because it doesn't have the time to fall.
I need to see my own beauty and to continue to be reminded that I am enough, that I am worthy of love without effort, that I am beautiful, that the texture of my hair and that the shape of my curves, the size of my lips, the color of my skin, and the feelings that I have are all worthy and okay.
Life ... is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing.
I love fashion, and I love changing my style, my hair, my makeup, and everything I've done in the past has made me what I am now. Not everyone is going to like what I do, but I look back at everything, and it makes me smile.
We're all just passing time and occupy our chair very briefly.
Human rights are not only violated by terrorism, repression or assassination, but also by unfair economic structures that creates huge inequalities.
A true friend encourages us, comforts us, supports us like a big easy chair, offering us a safe refuge from the world.
When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come to the conclusion that the gift of fantasy has meant more to me than any talent for abstract, positive thinking.
Life isn't fair, so you have to play the best game you can with the cards you're dealt.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all doing direct the other way in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
La gloriosa donna della mia mente
If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
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