I love funky styles. Not preppy or rock, just funky!

When a thing is funny, search it for a hidden truth.

George Bernard Shaw

Zealous men are ever displaying to you the strength of their belief, while judicious men are showing you the grounds of it.

William Shenstone

I like to sing in the car with the windows rolled down and hair blowing all over my face.

Lauren Alaina

Business, that's easily defined; it's other people's money.

Alexander Dumas

The drinking of coffee is an absolute sin! Our Glorious Prophet did not partake of coffee because he knew it dulled the intellect, caused ulcers, hernia and sterility; he understood that coffee was nothing but the Devil's ruse.

Orhan Pamuk

Your successful past will block your visions of the future.

Joel A. Barker

Why, if one wants to compare life to anything, one must liken it to being blown through the Tube at fifty miles an hour--landing at the other end without a single hairpin in one's hair! Shot out at the feet of God entirely naked! Tumbling head over heels in the asphodel meadows like brown paper parcels pitched down a shoot in the post office! With one's hair flying back like the tail of a race-horse. Yes, that seems to express the rapidity of life, the perpetual waste and repair; all so casual, all so haphazard...But after life. The slow pulling down of thick green stalks so that the cup of the flower, as it turns over, deluges one with purple and red light. Why, after all, should one not be born there as one is born here, helpless, speechless, unable to focus one's eyesight, groping at the roots of the grass, at the toes of the Giants?

Virginia Woolf

Time destroys the speculation of men, but it confirms nature.

Marcus Tullius Cicero

What Romantic terminology called genius or talent or inspiration is nothing other than finding the right road empirically, following one's nose, taking shortcuts.

Italo Calvino

A good wife and health is a mans best wealth.

Proverb

Any idiot can face a crisis, it's the day to day living that wears you out.

Anton Chekhov

And I wanted to cry out at her that I could not put the body apart from the soul, and that the comfort of her body was more than a thing of the flesh, but was also a comfort of the soul, and why it was I could not say, and why it should be, I could not say, but there was in it nothing that was ugly or evil, but only good. But how can one find such words?

Robert McAfee Brown, Pieter in T