As the components of your life are stripped away, after all the ambitions and hopes vaporize, you reach a self-reflective starkness-- the repetitious plucking of a single overwound string.

Stressful jobs, loveless marriages, bad food-most people kill themselves slowly every day.

Perhaps the price of comfort is that life passes more rapidly. But for anyone who has lived in uneasiness, even for a short, memorable duration, it's a trade-off that will gladly be made.

The masses-I love em-they rush for red lights, risking everything to capture a few seconds, only to get home and waste their lives.

If I want to build wealth to transfer to the next generation, I can let it grow on a tax-free basis.

Is it so wrong to just live life and enjoy it? Between fun and function, why must we choose the latter?

When I was in my teens, I made an appraisal of how comfortable my life could turn out when I became the age I am now. Because of a mechanical failure, the prediction was inexact.

Nowadays the standards had plummeted so far that I failed even at being a failure. I silently packed up. Nothing else was left. They had even robbed me of self-pity

Live each day as if it were the first day of marriage and the last day of vacation.

We know from the company we hired, Kraus Stripe , that there was Russian involvement in this to destabilize not just our institution, the Democratic Party, but our democracy itself.

Every lie has 2 parts - the lie we tell others and the one we tell ourselves to justify it.

Calling home a close finish - And the judge has called for a photo, appropriately for the Bonusprint Sirenia Stakes.

I like to go out there looking like a strong woman, because I am strong. But I am also a woman who goes through all kinds of problems and highs and lows.

I was born, so that the whole world could be a spectatorOf my triumph or my doom.

Before I became a Muslim, I ate pork and chased women--but all that stuff stopped.

A lovely face is the solace of wounded hearts and the key of locked-up gates.

I kind of fell into acting, but I have sung and trained since I was in the eighth grade.

...she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day.