To a valet no man is a hero. [Ger. , Es gibt fur den Kammerdiener keiner Helden. ]
My heart was too big for my body, so I let it go.
Will I be something? Am I something? And the answer comes: You already are. You always were. And you still have time to be.
So when the world knocks at your front door, clutch the knob and open on up, running forward into its widespread greeting arms with your hands before you, fingertips trembling though they may be.
What made the beauty of the moon? And the beauty of the sea? Did that beauty made you? Did that beauty make me? Will that make me something? Will I be something? Am I something? And the answer comes: already am, always was, and I still have time to be.
This universe is a fan of you. Watch the flowers in the morning, how they open towards the same sun that spends it's whole day following you.
Do not let one moment go by that doesn’t remind you that your heart beats 900 times a day, and there are enough gallons of blood to make everyone of you oceans
When lack of structure fails, it fails all at once. What works totally fine from 0-20 employees, is disastrous at 30.
When you think of Napster, you think of music. But the first thing that struck me was that this was an important case not only for the music industry but for the whole Internet.
I even played Jack Webb's partner on the radio version of Dragnet for a while.
The minute someone says 'Oh God, you could never do that; you can't get that kind of stuff on the air'that's the kind of stuff I want to do.