Let me ask you this: How many days do you have left, if any, in the life you promised for yourself yesterday?

I never had a childhood. Not like the rest of them anyway. I had a starting point from which I have never stopped running.

Being crazy, for the rest of us, is a form of sanity.

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

I know I'm not perfect & will never become. Yet, I'm proud of being Me, with all humility & imperfections. Cause this is the only life I have.

I bought my first horse when I was 15. I always loved racing and I started studying about breeding and I've been doing it now for 30 years, so I have some credibility.

People don't like the true and simple; they like fairy tales and humbug.

Why don't you bore a hole in yourself and let the sap run out?

Relax in the precious arms of the Holy Spirit.

Not everyone is your brother or sister in the faith, but everyone is your neighbor, and you must love your neighbor.

Deep, deep trouble. Can't rival the dead for love. Lose every time.

If a great man struggling with misfortunes is a noble object, a little man that despises them is no contemptible one.

I'm not talking about a "show me other walls of this thing" button, I mean a "stumble" button for wallbase.