No, I'm at full height, I'm in the studio, I can actually catch actors by the eye, it's fantastic.
I would give anything, anything, to be the man to whom this has not happened. I can not accommodate myself to it. In a lifetime of trying, I can not accommodate myself to it. And now I will have to be that person forever.
In the central cases of physical pain, then, it appears that at least part of what is bad about our condition is the way it makes us feel. Here there seem to be no problems with a purely mental state account, no counterpart to the experience machine that could bring us to think that we are being deceived by mere appearances. [...] If I am suffering physical pain then I can be quite wrong about the organic cause of my affliction, or even about whether it has one, without that error diminishing in the slightest either the reality of my pain or its impact on the quality of my life.
As a reader I feel included a lot in Julie Carr’s hard and beautiful book. I can pretty much hear its author speak—a whispering that enables us into its world . . . a masterfully sutured journey, painfully useful. Sarah—Of Fragments and Lines is a book I know I will return to. And urge it on my friends who have lives too and write in them.
I have learned that I will not change the world, Jesus will do that. I can however, change the world for one person. I can change the world for fourteen little girls and for four hundred schoolchildren and for a sick and dying grandmother and for a malnourished, neglected, abused five-year old. And if one persons sees the love of Christ in me, it is worth every minute. In fact, it is worth spending my life for.
Paul, we are going to kill you. That is cool, then I will go to Christ. Ok Paul, we are going to let you live. That is great, then I can witness Christ. Ok, then we will torture you. That is fine, then I will receive a reward in Heaven one day.
I think my mother is my biggest influence. There are so many things I hate about her but at the same time I'm thankful for her. All I know is that when I'm a parent I want to be just like my mom. I can talk to my mom more than any of my friends could talk to their parents.
I could get away with not taking care of myself as a bachelorette but as a mom I can't.
Some say that life has no form, that it is extremely diffuse. I think I can agree with them. ... A life without conclusions is painful.
Once I stop spending energy trying to prevent things I have no control over, I have a tremendous amount of energy to focus on the places where I can make a difference.
I don't dwell on my age. It might limit what I can do. As long as I have my mind and health, it's just a number.
When I can no longer create anything, I'll be done for.
Little brats yellin 'Trick or Treat' all through my screen door, When y'all should be at home sleep, Instead of at my front porch 15 deep. The jack o' lantern came in handy... I can turn my porch light out like I ain't got no candy. But ain't that somethin? You buy a Halloween costume and a pumpkin, Almost gave your children a heart attack. It's a tradition, but who the hell started that?
Most rappers these days is actors, And I can't keep watching the same movie.
You and your friends...always together, No time for the B-I-G, so I'm O-U-T. The sex was great, but the headaches I can't take. I think I made a very big mistake.
I came in the door, I said it before I never let the mic magnetize me no more. But it's biting me, fighting me, inviting me to rhyme, I can't hold it back...I'm looking for the line. Taking off my coat, clearing my throat, My rhyme will be kicking until I hit my last note.
I can't relate to livin' less than great.
MC's they retreat cause they know I can beat 'em, And eat 'em in a battle and the ref won't cheat 'em. I'm the best takin' out all rookies, So forget Oreos...eat Cool J cookies.
I can drink a whole Hennessy fifth. Some call that a problem, but I call it a gift.
Mix me with violence, blend me with peace, Combine me with hate, and I can't face defeat.
Now I'm not the type that gets upset, Try to disrespect folks just to earn respect. But learn this fact: whether white or black, I can't be conquered in my style of rap. For jealousy and envy are dumb ones' tools, So Ricky says nothing, he keeps his cool. Revenge is not a mission that the Ruler's on, Just forgiveness required for the wrong that's done.
Put your hands where I can see 'em, so they look like 12 PM On the dot, see this Glock? Don't make me give these shells freedom.
I bet you never heard of a playa with no game, Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame. Take this music dead serious while others entertain. I see they makin' they paper so I guess I can't complain...or can I? I feel they disrespectin' the whole thang. Them hooks like sellin' dope to black folks, And I choke when the food they serve ain't tastin' right, My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it.
It always feels good to tell you the truth. If I can't share it with you, it feels like it didn't happen.
I wanna lie to you sometimes...but I can't. I wanna tell you that it's all good...but it ain't.
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