I think my father would have liked to have been an artist, actually. But I think he didn't quite have perhaps the drive or, I don't know, I mean he had a family to bring up I suppose.

Truth is something believed in heart.Fact is anything happened in realities.

Toba Beta

It may be possible to do without dancing entirely. Instances have been known of young people passing many, many months successively without being at any ball of any description, and no material injury accrue either to body or mind; but when a beginning is made -- when the felicities of rapid motion have once been, though slightly, felt -- it must be a very heavy set that does not ask for more.

Jane Austen

If you treat an individual as he is, he will remain how he is. But if you treat him as if he were what he ought to be and could be, he will become what he ought to be and could be.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Ceremonies are important. But our gratitude has to be more than visits to the troops, and once-a-year Memorial Day ceremonies. We honor the dead best by treating the living well.

Jennifer M. Granholm

I listen to music for emotion and I get zero emotion from rap.

Sebastian Bach

If you stop telling people it's all sorted out after they're dead, they might try sorting it out while they're alive.

Terry Pratchett

Society is composed of two great classes those who have more dinners than appetite, and those who have more appetite than dinners.

Nicolas Chamfort

I could wake up six in the morning, go downstairs and record. I learned how to use ProTools and everything. Whenever I felt it, I could record.

Beanie Sigel

If God didn't want you to be a dreamer, He wouldn't go around handing out dreams! That's a clue!

Mark Gorman

New Year's Resolution: To tolerate fools more gladly, provided this does not encourage them to take up more of my time.

James Agate

I am a product [...of] endless books. My father bought all the books he read and never got rid of any of them. There were books in the study, books in the drawing room, books in the cloakroom, books (two deep) in the great bookcase on the landing, books in a bedroom, books piled as high as my shoulder in the cistern attic, books of all kinds reflecting every transient stage of my parents' interest, books readable and unreadable, books suitable for a child and books most emphatically not. Nothing was forbidden me. In the seemingly endless rainy afternoons I took volume after volume from the shelves. I had always the same certainty of finding a book that was new to me as a man who walks into a field has of finding a new blade of grass.

C.S. Lewis

The best of men is he who blushes when you praise him and remains silent when you defame him.

Kahlil Gibran