If you wish to succeed, consult three old people.
Never ask of him who has, but of him who wishes you well.
Art arises from loss. I wish this weren't the case. I wish that every time I met a new woman and she rocked my world, I was inspired to write my ass off. But that is not what happens. What happens is we lie around in bed eating chocolate and screwing...
It’s hard to find An easy way To let you know You’re the one for me Each and every night I’m staring at the stars ………. Oh my heart Is aching wild Oh I wish To have you by my side You’re my endless dream My endless love Just a moment wit...
I totally understand that I am a little outrageous in some ways... I'm a little un-P.C., but I really wish I had the chance to perform for the American fans.
I don't get high, but sometimes I wish I did. That way, when I messed up in life I would have an excuse. But right now there's no rehab for stupidity.
I don't claim to be someone that knows every verse in the Bible. I wish I did. I truly do. It just means I need to spend more time in those pages.
I wish to be appreciated not only as a film star but also for the person I am. If I manage to bring a smile on people's faces, then I think I'll be successful.
I think we can all use a little more patience. I get a little impatient sometimes and I wish I didn't. I really need to be more patient.
I keep my scrapbooks in the car. When I come to a stoplight, I start looking through my past. Sometimes I wish the red lights were longer.
There are a lot of artists that I love, and I think they're really talented, and they're good dancers as well. I've always wished that I could combine that.
I wanted to be famous for my music and my talent, and I always wished I could cut it out when I left the stage.
I wanted to be a ballet dancer. I was bad - I'm not very coordinated. But I always wished I could have been a dancer.
I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty... but I am too busy thinking about myself.
Where ever I am I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else.
Don't you get it?' said Max. 'You're not praying, you're just... wishing. And wishes don't come true.
He might wish and wish and never get it - the beauty and the loving in the world!
And wishes, truly wishes, that she could say the same herself. Because hurting herself would be so much easier.
A dream is a place where a wish and a fear meet. When the wish and the fear are exactly the same we call the dream a nightmare.
The things that inspire your life should consume your life.
Life is the clay from which dreams are molded.
