Every time I say sure when I mean no, every time I smile brightly when I'm exploding with rage, every time I imagine my man's achievement is my own, I know the cheerleader never really died. I feel her shaking her ass inside me and I hear her breathless, girlish voice mutter T-E-A-M, Yea, Team.

What does the truth matter? Haven't we mothers all given our sons a taste for lies, lies which from the cradle upwards lull them, reassure them, send them to sleep: lies as soft and warm as a breast!

Georges Bernanos

The press, the machine, the railway, the telegraph are premises whose thousand-year conclusion no one has yet dared to draw.

Friedrich Nietzsche

But it's a blessing to be so successful within a year it's the greatest feeling in the world, making money and doing the things that I'm doing, and I definitely trying to continue doing what I'm doing.

Ludacris

I have a love interest in every one of my films: a gun.

Arnold Schwarzenegger

It is not your paintings I like, it is your painting.

Albert Camus

There is something about inside information which seems to paralyse a man's reasoning powers.

Bernard Baruch

Soldiers can sometimes make decisions that are smarter than the orders they've been given.

Orson Scott Card

A nation grown free in a single day is a child born with the limbs and the vigor of a man, who would take a drawn sword for his rattle, and set the house in a blaze that he might chuckle over the splendor.

Sydney Smith

When I performed at 'Open Mic U.K.' I had this connection with the audience that I'd never felt before, and I loved it. It was my first big thing, and looking out into the crowd... was just amazing.

Birdy

In simplicity there is truth.

River Phoenix

Once you get into this great stream of history, you can't get out.

Richard M. Nixon

We feel at first as if some opportunities of kindness and sympathy were lost, but learn afterward that any pure grief is ample recompense for all. That is, if we are faithful; -- for a spent grief is but sympathy with the soul that disposes events, and is as natural as the resin of Arabian trees. -- Only nature has a right to grieve perpetually, for she only is innocent. Soon the ice will melt, and the blackbirds sing along the river which he frequented, as pleasantly as ever. The same everlasting serenity will appear in this face of God, and we will not be sorrowful, if he is not.

Henry David Thoreau