You have the health you deserve.

There is no light without shadow, just as there is no happiness without pain.

Aphrodite is about lust and gluttony - the only two sins worth committing, in my opinion.

You are the storyteller of your own life, and you can create your own legend, or not.

For women, the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time.

I can promise you that women working together - linked, informed and educated - can bring peace and prosperity to this forsaken planet.

It is a wonderful truth that things we want most in life-a sense of purpose, happiness and hope-are most easily attained by giving them to others.

Fear is inevitable, I have to accept that, but I cannot allow it to paralyze me.

There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,' my mother explained shortly before she left me. 'If you can remember me, I will be with you always.

We all have an unsuspected reserve of strength inside that emerges when life puts us to the test.

Heart is what drives us and determines our fate.

I would rather fail as an artist than succeed as anything else.

When you're in a spacecraft, you need to know what things you can touch and what things you shouldn't touch!

Life is a river always flowing. do not hold onto things. work hard.

We live in a niche world.

I think people are more likely to think it's better to find something new. That mentality has affected all of our thinking.

There's nothing wrong with most men's egos that the kowtowing of a headwaiter can't cure.

She looked back to see Sam standing there at the edge of the strip of sunlight inside Common Grounds, staring after her with an expression on his face like he'd lost his best- his only friend.

Unlike fashion, art isn't applied. It doesn't have to serve anybody. It doesn't have to be there for any other reason than to give an impression of what the world is about.

The sad rhyme of the men who proudly clung To their first fault, and withered in their pride.

Nature I'll court in her sequester'd haunts, By mountain, meadow, streamlet, grove, or cell; Where the pois'd lark his evening ditty chants, And health, and peace, and contemplation dwell.