Into a dancer you have grown from the seeds somebody else has sown.

When you've found another soul who see's in to your own...take good care of each other..and remember to be kind.

Forget what life used to be, you are what you choose to be. It's whatever it is you see that life will become.

Like, What is the least often heard sentence in the English language? That would be: Say, isn't that the banjo player's Porsche parked outside?

Lighten up while you still can, don't even try to understand. Just find a place to make your stand, and take it easy.

Don't confront me with my failures, I had not forgotten them.

You would think with all the genius and the brilliance of these times, we might find a higher purpose and a better use of mind.

No matter how close to yours another's steps have grown, in the end there is one dance you'll do alone.

We may lose and we may win, but we will never be here again.

I want to find myself a girl who can show me what laughter means, and we'll fill in the missing numbers in each others paint-by-numbers dreams.

I've been aware of the time passing by they say in the end it's the wink of an eye and when the morning light comes streaming in you'll get up and do it again

It is the community that suffers when it refuses to validate any outside standards, and won't allow even the legitimate exercise of authority by the professionals it has hired.

I was a military spouse, and I lived on military pay. It is very difficult to do that. But we do that with honor and with gratitude for the chance to serve this country.

The greedy search for money or success will almost always lead men into unhappiness. Why? Because that kind of life makes them depend upon things outside themselves.

Time will bring healing.

We need to renegotiate our contract with nature. Ecology is a unifying force that can diminish intolerance and expand our empathy towards others - both human and animal.

I don't care if someone remembered me. Life is for living and memories for those who we leave behind.

I can't see that it's wrong to give him a little legal experience before he goes out to practice law.

On the floor, and hanging on to the bar, squatted an old man, immobile as an object. His years had reduced and polished him as water does a stone or the generations of men do a sentence.

It seems totally unfair that the way we look matters so much. I mean, why can't we just get over this gotta-be-thin-and-beautiful thing? Why can't we just accept ourselves and others for what we are?

Beyoncé built her f–king foundation from the bottom. I think that’s the exact career every female artist wants to have.