I kinda like the Pacifico beer commercial quote: The world is full of anchors meant to keep you in place, but the good news is that it’s also full of things that remind you not to let them.
"It's almost bed time, so I'll just check my e-mail, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, and watch a season of my favorite show on Netflix real quick."
"I cried. In the spring I returned home from captivity, on muddy roads, without my saber, without strength, without joy, without my former self. I was holding on to a mere memory, like a talisman, but even that became weak; it lost its color and freshness, its vivacity and former meaning. I trudged silently onward, through the mud of the gloomy plains; I spent the nights in silence, in village bowers and inns; I walked in silence, in the spring rains, guessing my direction like an animal, driven by the desire to die in my homeland, among the people who had given me life."
"And if you’d been healthy and happy, you wouldn’t have come home?” “When everything is lost a man seeks refuge, as if he were returning to his mother’s womb.” “And after that?” “After that he forgets. He’s driven to it by his restlessness. He wants to be what he was not, or what he was. He runs away from his fortune and looks for another."
So there you sit. And how much blood was shed That you might sit there. Do such stories bore you? Well, don't forget that others sat before you who later sat on people. Keep your head! Your science will be valueless, you'll find And learning will be sterile, if inviting Unless you pledge your intellect to fighting Against all enemies of all mankind. Never forget that men like you got hurt That you might sit here, not the other lot. And now don't shut your eyes, and don't desert But learn to learn, and try to learn for what.
I'm from Missouri, the show-me state, where a chicken is still legally a walking vegetable, because we don't buy all the bullshit, and we are the proud home of Mark Twain! We hold cockfights, because we are very familiar with big dicks in the south!
What's yours is mine and whats mine is my own.. (Husband to wife) It was mine till you divorced me...
What does your sorrow do while you sleep? -It’s awake and waiting. And when it loses patience, it wakes me up.
Last time I was sad,it was because I couldn't remember what I was unhappy about...so I decided,''Sod this''-and started a pillow fight,instead.