Girls spilled drinks down their dresses and flicked their hair. Wishing anyone, maybe even you, would notice them... You were someone to me.

When I hold you in my arms and I feel my finger on your trigger I know no one can do me no harm because happiness is a warm gun.

John Lennon

My dad is like a cactus - introverted and tough. I'm a people person, like my mom, but I got my competitiveness from my dad. He came to this country from Belarus with nothing and built a real business. He's my hero for giving me that need to run a business and for having enormous confidence in me.

Gary Vaynerchuk

I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it

Bible

If I can procure three hundred good substantial names of persons, or bodies, or institutions, I cannot fail to do well for my family, although I must abandon my life to its success, and undergo many sad perplexities and perhaps never see again my own beloved America.

John James Audubon

Such security is equal liberty. But it is not necessarily equality in the use of the earth.

Benjamin Tucker

I have three kids who like Harry Potter so I was sort of aware of it. You can't really move from it: it's on buses, in stores, it's everywhere. One of my kids has read the books the other two are too small but they like the movies.

Gary Oldman

Know one knows whether death, which people fear to be the greatest evil, may not be the greatest good.

Plato

If the leader is filled with high ambition and if he pursues his aims with audacity and strength of will, he will reach them in spite of all obstacles.

Karl Von Clausewitz

Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious.

Horace

Few people think more than two or three times a year. I have made an international reputation for myself thinking once or twice a week.

George Bernard Shaw

In childhood's pride I said to Thee:O Thou, who mad'st me of Thy breath,Speak, Master, and reveal to meThine inmost laws of life and death.Give me to drink each joy and painWhich Thine eternal hand can mete,For my insatiate soul can drainEarth's utmost bitter, utmost sweet.Spare me no bliss, no pang of strife,Withhold no gift or grief I crave,The intricate lore of love and lifeAnd mystic knowledge of the grave.Lord, Thou didst answer stern and low:Child, I will hearken to thy prayer,And thy unconquered soul shall knowAll passionate rapture and despair.Thou shalt drink deep of joy and fame,And love shall burn thee like a fire,And pain shall cleanse thee like a flame,To purge the dross from thy desire.So shall thy chastened spirit yearnTo seek from its blind prayer release,And spent and pardoned, sue to learnThe simple secret of My peace.I, bending from my sevenfold height,Will teach thee of My quickening grace,Life is a prism of My light,And Death the shadow of My face.

Sarojini Naidu, The Soul's Praye

Comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable.

Finley Peter Dunne