There is no den in the wide world to hide a rogue.
It's time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.
Well, you know, there's depression and depression. What I mean by depression in my own case is that depression isn't just the blues. It's not just like I have a hangover in the weekend. . . the girl didn't show up or something like that. It isn't that. It's not really depression, it's a kind of mental violence which stops you from functioning properly from one moment to the next. You lose something somewhere and suddenly you're gripped by a kind of angst of the heart and of the spirit.
I speak of a clinical depression that is the background of your entire life, a background of anguish and anxiety, a sense that nothing goes well, that pleasure is unavailable and all your strategies collapse.
Avoid the flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. You look good when you’re tired. You look like you could go on forever. Now come into my arms. You are the image of my beauty.
You live your life as if it's real. . . . . . . a thousand kisses deep
Your heart opens and of course you're completely panicked because you're used to guarding this organ with your life.
The nation becomes the master of its fate not only when it has many good sons, but also when it possesses enough strength to restrain its bad ones.
People seem to think fighters are lovely people when they meet us. It's 'cause we don't have to prove anything.
I have a new saying, what I see in Vegas, I am telling everybody.
To many Americans, everything from the Easter morning to the Ascension had to be made up by the groveling enthusiasts as part of their plan to get themselves martyred.