I think when it comes to decisions, I try not to be emotional. To drown out the noise and look at the important facts.
The first thing I started collecting was stamps. Until I started discovering girls. That was the end of stamps.
I was sent down to Cuba. Everything had been prepared with the help of Congressman Johnson and his staff.
For real human beings, the only realism is an embodied realism.
In short, philosophical theories are largely the product of the hidden hand of the cognitive unconscious.
I've treated the waistcoat as if it were a corset, so that it becomes the first layer in the process of putting clothes on the body. There is constant motion between layering and revealing.
I have never been a social lion; I was misidentified as one because I have a very attractive second wife.
I grew up in the '80s in L.A., so Ice Cube and Magic Johnson are my heroes.
Perimeter is not meaning, but it changes meaning,/as wit increases distance, and compassion erodes it.
Every friend to the liberty of his country is bound to reflect, and step forward to prevent the dreadful consequences which shall result from a government of events.
Anyway I will go same road because I, I was born in gymnastics. This is my, how to say, my life and my duty.
My father was the superintendent of the churches in the state of Montana. He was content in his beliefs. He befit the term 'true Christian.' He would turn the other cheek. He was truly a man of peace.
Sometimes you can find peace of mind by transferring yourself to different situations. They're just reminders to stay... calm.
I don't like to spend time in endless meetings talking about stuff that isn't going to get anything done. I have meetings, but they're short, prompt and to the point.
If someone lies, well, you had a choice to trust that person or not. I think the way my father raised me, well, he trusted everybody. And that worked for him.
Now where people are - at least the people I talk to - they are focused on issues of trust. Accountability also comes up, to make sure that this doesn't happen again.
Tor Johnson: [after the fake octopus falls on him] Better than wrestling!
Walter Burns: We've been in worse jams than this, haven't we, Hildy? Hildy Johnson: Nope.
Hildy Johnson: Take your hands off me! What are you playing osteopath?
Bill Johnson: Must be awfully lucky to see colours like that. I'll bet they don't know how lucky they are.
Turkey Creek Jack Johnson: Nobody move! Doc Holliday: Nonsense. By all means, move.
