I’m not mean to everybody. I’m only mean to people whose intellectual level is awfully lower than mine.

If he just had the decency to die silently yesterday, not squeal like a girl, I’d be free right now. Probably even doing some real job, ” she sneered.

He had a semicircle tattoo with an indecent word on the back of his head, suggesting all people around him to leave him alone – in a much more impolite manner.

Everything had changed, and maybe she couldn’t keep up with it, but she still was good at making people regret they had ever crossed her way.

Because otherwise you would have to let them in, let them change your life, and it’s scary and unpredictable and unsafe – at least, that’s what we all think.

She looked herself in the eyes and saw that there was nothing left. No sense. It must have gone through that hole in her chest along with everything else.

She had every right to be harsh, mean, and independent. Every damn right. And yet he had a feeling that she needed care more than anyone else in the world.

The others could believe that she was that way because she lost her parents so early, but Peter knew better. She was strong, confident, and never broken.

He watched her curiously from below, feeling as someone might feel watching a butterfly sit nearby, afraid to scare it off with a sound of voice or an abrupt movement.

The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.

Mhm, yeah it happen that's a fact... is it matter of time or not!?

If one has a good disposition, what other virtue is needed? If a man has fame, what is the value of other ornamentation?

Everything in moderation - that's what I live by.

I'm comfortable that I made the best decisions I possibly could.

As long as Im getting waves and having fun, the results tend to take care of themselves.

Gambling is a bad deal for taxpayers

When I have to play the same role every day, I have the flexibility to play the character in so many different ways. It's almost like playing five different roles.

The man who is going through with God to be used in healing must be a man of longsuffering.

But of course, what the eagle does not realize is that it is participating in a very crude form of natural selection.One day a tortoise will learn how to fly.