There are not many things I find more disgusting than recycled airplane air.
I'm competitive. I like to compete, and that's basically what the decathlon lets me do.
I have all the patience in the world about Sirens. For me it's not a Grateful Dead project, it's a Me project.
It's not always the easiest thing to be the center of so much spilled ink.
The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.
You look at Moto3, the races are very exciting. Moto2 is fantastic, and then MotoGP is boring.
When you have an advantage, you are obliged to attack; otherwise you are endangered to lose the advantage.
Figure skating is not a hobby. It's my work, which I want to do, and do well.
An athlete learns how to hold her breath, but that doesn't work in singing. You have to learn to relax.
Once you have commitment, you need the discipline and hard work to get you there.
It's not like I have media out there when I'm training. I'm training the same. I'm putting in the same work.
I did everything I could to establish myself, but it just didn't work that way. I'm not angry about that.
Women and birds are able to see without turning their heads, and that is indeed a necessary provision for they are both surrounded by enemies.
The Good Lord Bird don't run in a flock. He Flies alone. You know why? He's searching. Looking for the right tree. And when he sees that tree, that dead tree that's taking all the nutrition and good things from the forest floor. He goes out and he gn...
The needs of a society determine its ethics, and in the Black American ghettos the hero is that man who is offered only the crumbs from his country's table but by ingenuity and courage is able to take for himself a Lucullan feast. Hence the janitor w...
It made me very sad, that question. Sad and defeated. Because I knew she knew why I was thinking about that woman—I was thinking about my own tendencies toward aloneness and I thought I could end up like that woman, with a bird perhaps, or a dog—...
There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing ...
El odio es una sombra negra y alargada. En muchos casos, ni siquiera quien lo siente sabe de dónde le viene. Es un arma de doble filo. Al mismo tiempo que herimos al contrincante nos herimos a nosotros mismos. Cuanto más grave es la herida que le i...
Hatred is like a long, dark shadow. Not even the person it falls upon knows where it comes from, in most cases. It is like a two-edged sword. When you cut the other person, you cut yourself. The more violently you hack at the other person, the more v...
Where and how did my relationship with Kumiko go wrong? That's what I can't understand. Not that I'm saying everything was perfect until that point. A man and a woman in their twenties, with two distinct personalities, just happen to meet somewhere a...
Anyhow, even though I might go out on a date with a boy, emotionally I just wouldn't be able to concentrate. I'd be smiling and chatting away, and my mind would be floating around somewhere else, like a balloon with a broken string. I'd be thinking a...
