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How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live 'em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give 'em.” ― How Many, How Much by Shel Silverstein “Tell the truth, or someone will tell it for you.
Right and wrong can be like bloody snakes: so tangled up that you can't tell which is which until you've shot 'em both, and then it's too late.
Stay triumphant, keep on living. Stay on your toes, get off the ropes. Don't let 'em ever count you out.
The Chinamen built the railroad, the Indians saved the Pilgrim, And in return, the Pilgrim killed 'em. They call it it Thanksgiving, I call your holiday 'hell-day.'
Don’t let people interfere with you. Boot ’em out, turn off the phone, hide away, get it done. If you carry a short story over to the next day you may overnight intellectualize something about it and try to make it too fancy, try to please someone.
They're innocent movies, and they're fun movies and there were no pretensions about 'em.
I mean, it takes a large entourage to put on a tour. You can't have 'em sittin' around.
Well we looked at all the people in the Bible and we added 'em up all the way back to Adam and Eve, their ages: 12,000 years.
It's them as take advantage that get advantage I' this world, I think: folks have to wait long enough afore it's brought to 'em.
I don't have to run from none of these fighters. If I want to keep my defense tight and break em' down I can.
He said he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab
Got that super soaker pussy pop like cola coka. Plus it's tighter than a choker, got em smilin like the joker.
Say my shoe game nuts so I call em cashews Every other city it's another Nicki tattoo
Laborin' man an' laborin' woman Hev one glory an' one shame; Ev'y thin' thet' s done inhuman Injers all on 'em the same.
I love the tabloids except for when I'm in 'em. Especially with the stuff they wrote about Jessica and I - it's obviously not true.
If worms carried pistols, birds wouldn't eat 'em.
Never tell anyone to go to hell unless you can make 'em go.
Never tell 'em how many lettermen you've got coming back. Tell 'em how many you lost.
I don't like jeans with holes in 'em. I like 'em faded.
When I'm about Rick James, it's all about get out there and kill 'em.
We must honor our dragons, encourage them to be worthy destroyers, expect they'll strive to cut us down. It is their duty to ridicule us, it is their job to demean us, to force us if they can to stop being different! And when we walk our way no matter their fire and their fury, our dragons shrug when we're out of sight, return to their card-games philosophical: 'Ah well, we can't toast 'em all...'
I do say I'm a specialist in divas. Name a diva - I've worked with 'em.
I got two choices, both require pain One’s the pain of change and the pain of staying the same One of ‘em leads to joy, other one leads to shame One of ‘em leads to freedom, the other keeps me in chains.
I'am not predictor of fights, but I know when I hit 'em good, the fight is close to an end
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