Every now and then you have like a realization moment where you get goosebumps and think, “I am literally the luckiest person in the world.

I'd rather be called a boy and play with paper airplanes than be called a man and play with a girl's heart.

Our band will never change , we will always be 5 singing idiots .

If a man whistles at you, don't turn around. You are a lady not a dog.

I won't date a model, because models are perfect and perfect is boring.

The boys that lose our directioners are so stupid, they will never find such beautiful girls in the whole entire world.

Being single doesn't mean your weak. It means your strong enough to wait for what you deserve.

Everyone deserves to feel good about themselves, and if you don’t then start because everyone is beautiful.

Dreams do come true, believe always. I dreamt every night of becoming a singer

I wonder if anyone thinks of me when they can’t fall asleep at night.

I'm the kind of boy that can fall in love with any girl because I love with the heart, not the eyes.

Scars are the medals of success, not the glitters or the gold.

There is the silence of age, too full of wisdom for the tongue to utter it in words intelligible to those who have not lived the great range of life.

The marriage partner is not really the problem. No other person can ultimately make you happy. You must learn how to be happy within yourself.

What obsesses a writer starting out on a lifetime's work is the panic-stricken search for a voice of his own.

... for home is a magnet that lures back even its most abstracted children.

Every man's life lies within the present; for the past is spent and done with, and the future is uncertain.

A few words about ‘trannychasing.’ I am not a trannychaser. Ok, actually I am a trannychaser. No I am not. I am a trannycatcher! Just kidding!

When we are young, parents and teachers tell us we can do anything and become whatever we want. But as we grow older, these same people tell us we must be more realistic.

An aristocracy in a republic is like a chicken whose head has been cut off: it may run about in a lively way, but in fact it is dead.

There are different flavours of sexiness.