I'd rather be able to face myself in the bathroom mirror than be rich and famous.
In this commonplace world every one is said to be romantic who either admires a fine thing or does one.
Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue
The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.
Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
Envy will merit as its shade pursue, But like a shadow, proves the substance true.
There is something about poverty that smells like death.
Maturity, one discovers, has everything to do with the acceptance of ‘not knowing.
One need ask only 'What for? What am I to unify my being for?' The reply is: Not for my own sake.
Dating is great unless you don't like horrible awkwardness, lying, and a deep foreboding sense of disappointment that never goes away.