What if the genetically superior male is actually a bit of a dickhead?

I think we should all come together, and that race and color or social demographics really don't matter.

I look up to people who succeed in accomplishing their dreams.

Oh, lighten up, Clark. I'm the one having scalding hot air directed at my genitals.

I bite my fingernails. That's probably not a good thing.

You can be young and still have views and opinions.

I've been singing since I was two. Music was my first passion and I love writing, singing, creating and being creative.

I had been wrong when I said Liza McCullen wasn't beautiful: when she smiled she was stunning.

I would love to work with Nickleback. I think they're an incredible band. One of my favorites.

I was raised in a mostly white neighborhood. I was this little white girl jamming out to Ella Fitzgerald and Bobby Brown.

I'm like a hermit. Once I'm home, I'm home and when I ride in the car, I don't really listen to the radio as much.

Nature is thought immersed in matter. . .

He's a little deceiving. He doesn't have a real good arm slot as far as trying to pick the ball up out of his hand. He made some pretty good pitches when he had to.

To respect a person is not possible without knowing him; care and responsibility would be blind if they were not guided by knowledge.

If this is philosophy it is at any rate a philosophy that is not in its right mind.

The issues we address basically: We call for an emergency jobs program to address the emergency of climate change.

Dirt used to be a badge of honor. Dirt used to look like work. But we've scrubbed the dirt off the face of work and consequently we've created this suspicion of anything that's too dirty.

Culture is a simplification and a lie. It's the currency by which fools navigate the world. Smart people get beyond it.

At its best, climbing becomes a life focus around which everything else must orbit and at its least is an excellent diversion from the real world.

Dear Marco, how do i unwrite the past, how do i undo the mistakes, how do i unlove you?

There was nothing but land; not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made.