Life is too precious to worry about what could or will happen. Life is..what you make it

I like a man who can be a real friend, has a good sense of humor, a good pair of shoes and a healthy gold card.

Victoria Beckham

The greatest tragedy in mankind's entire history may be the hijacking of morality by religion.

Arthur C. Clarke

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety, other women cloy

William Shakespeare

What goes on in Europe concerns us greatly because, if Europe comes apart, the E.U. comes apart, then you're going to have enormous impact on America, that's a very big trading partner of ours, and people own securities around the world in this day and age.

Michael Bloomberg

Most people live and die with their music still unplayed. They never dare to try.

Mary Kay Ash

Bullying is never fun, it's a cruel and terrible thing to do to someone. If you are being bullied, it is not your fault. No one deserves to be bullied, ever.

Raini Rodriguez

In terms of filming, yes, it really does feel over now. There's a real sense of freedom now. It's a good time to finish, I think. As much as I'm going to miss it I'm ready to move on and do different things.

Rupert Grint

Respect is not ever assigned it's earned.

Linda Tripp

Before you decide if someone is beautiful close your eyes and listen.

Evette Carter

Now this relaxation of the mind from work consists on playful words or deeds. Therefore it becomes a wise and virtuous man to have recourse to such things at times.

Thomas Aquinas

Mary watched the sunset from her carriage window, realizing that such beauty could never last. Life was a golden glory that faded in the wink of an eye. Life was a village fair that only lasted for a single day. As the carriage rattled along, rocking her like a babe in arms, Mary felt very old and wise. She found that she didn't mind being taken back to the castle, to a caring captivity that was filled with comforts and kindness. And she also found that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

Margaret George

A myriad of men are born; they labor and sweat and struggle; ...they squabble and scold and fight; they scramble for little mean advantages over each other; age creeps upon them; infirmities follow; ...those they love are taken from them, and the joy of life is turned to aching grief. It comes at last--the only unpoisoned gift earth ever had for them--and they vanish from a world where they were of no consequence, ...a world which will lament them a day and forget them forever.

Mark Twain, Chapters from My Aut