Periods are a period when nature forces prostitutes to go on leave.
Back then, work revolved around life. Today, life revolves around work.
Chances are that whatever that you are worried about—be it a person or a thing—isn’t worried about you.
Worry is to human beings … what a condom is to a man with erectile dysfunction.
A writer's pen depreciates with every word that it writes. Whereas she appreciates with every word that she writes.
*Live fast, die young, and, leave a good looking corpse.* is dumb. When dead, looks matters not. (Furthermore, the corpse will only look good for a day, or, twelve.)
