Everybody has that point in their life where you hit a crossroads and you've had a bunch of bad days and there's different ways you can deal with it and the way I dealt with it was I just turned completely to music.
When people walk away from you, let them go. Your destiny is never tied to anyone who leaves you, and it doesn't mean they are bad people. It just means that their part in your story is over.
By now the crusaders had christened the most powerful French catapult 'Mal Voisine', or 'Bad Neighbour', while nicknaming the Muslim stone-thrower that targeted it for conter-bombardment 'Mal Cousine', or 'Bad Relation'.
I feel like the so-called bad guys are never totally bad. I guess it's the closest thing I can do to reality: people act nice but nobody really is nice. We all have to balance that with something dark.
When I come offstage, if I've done a bad show or had a bad night, the fact that everybody was standing at the end or three or four times during the show means nothing to me. I know I could have done a better show.
I quickly learned that asking if an interview space was wheelchair accessible was a bad idea; it gave a potential employer an immediate bad impression. It was either a black mark against my name, or a straight up discussion of why I wouldn't be able ...
Breathing is the master key of life.
Light and Dark: each was unaware that the other existed.
Hades was the personification of dark and dangerous--a living, breathing Batman.
The machines are too dull when we are lion-poems that move & breathe.
Change & transformation. That kind of magic.
From age 16, I lived and breathed wine. I read every magazine and book about wine.
Anger is like a storm rising up from the bottom of your consciousness. When you feel it coming, turn your focus to your breath.
Be a man and breathe life back into the woman in me.
finding in motion, what was once in place
A man of your valor deserves not another breath.
Society is better off with me in a gym.
She smiled at him, and he stopped breathing.
Does defending liberalism leave you friendless and perhaps wondering about your breath?
Flute of Breath Dusky condolence Today i 'll sing you My Sighs
To control your life, control your mind. To control your mind, control your breath.
