When I go on stage man I just want people to have fun, I don't want people to think about their problems, I want people to get energy and nutrition and food from that so they can go back into the real world and work on their problems.

A successful book cannot afford to be more than ten percent new.

Marshall McLuhan

Anarchism asserts the possibility of an organization without discipline, fear, or punishment, and without the pressure of poverty: a new social organism which will make an end to the terrible struggle for the means of existence, --the savage struggle which undermines the finest qualities in man, and ever widens the social abyss. In short, Anarchism strives towards a social organization which will establish well-being for all.

Emma Goldman

You want to do something that shows some type individuality and talent and imagination - at the same time, you want to be truthful to the predecessors, because obviously the audience liked something about them and you have to replicate that experience to a certain extent.

Renny Harlin

The quickest way of ending a war is to lose it.

George Orwell

I care not what others think of what I do, but I care very much about what I think of what I do! That is character!

Theodore Roosevelt

I never lied to a person in my life; my kids didn't, either.

Art Modell

No one will persist long in helping someone who will not help themselves.

Johnson

Later in my life, I'm going to look back and smile and be very fulfilled. I know that if I don't give it my all right now I'll regret it later. That's very important to me, because I've worked all my life to have this.

Shania Twain

I hate to say it, but the older you get, you really do have to cut down on the amount you eat. Less food and less portions.

Jackee Harry

When you are facing the wilderness on your own, you have a totally different attitude to someone who works in government or who has a monthly cheque.

Rick Santelli

What's more important than who's going to be the first black manager is who's going to be the first black sports editor of the New York Times.

Bill Russell

Instead of replying, Alec reached down and took Magnus's hands. Magnus let Alec pull him to his feet, a questioning look in his eyes. Before he could say anything, Alec drew him closer and kissed him. Magnus made a soft, pleased sound, and gripped the back of Alec's shirt, rucking it up, his fingers cool on Alec's spine. Alec leaned into him, pinning Magnus between the table and his own body. Not that Magnus seemed to mind.'Come on,' Alec said against Magnus's ear. 'It's late. Let's go to bed.

Cassandra Clare