We’re at this really unique time, I think, in trans representation in popular culture where homelessness, depression, mental health issues, instability-in-general are still so very real and need to be talked about, but we’re aware that they’ve ...
The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is today.
Wait for a month before you praise a horse, and for a year before you praise a woman.
You may poke a man's fire after you've known him for seven years.
A man's servant can live for a hundred years; the slave of a woman dies in six months.
It is easier to bear a child once a year than to shave every day.
Losing someone you love is harder. One minute they're there, the next they're gone. There were times I wished they would rise up from the dead.
I have no desire to spend every night of the next few months at balls and soirees or drowning in tea with morning callers.
My darling, you are indisposed! You must remain abed for the next eight months. Little Buford - " "I am NOT naming our child Buford...
Next to her, I felt like Carrot Top in drag. Cat re: Annette
And the challenge in the next round would be determined by the winner of this test. "Like, what, the DOM-matrix?" ~Tara Reese
The woman at the next table is making eyes at you,” Lanie said, whispering conspiratorially. “Really? What does she make them out of? Cloth?
A schoolmate of Matt Chandler's with the locker next to his: "I need to tell you about Jesus. When do you want to do that?
I hurt all the damn time because my stupid heart has decided for one reason or another that it can't survive without being next to yours. -Chase
What's next? You want to convince me they're making another crap Last Airbender movie?
Each affects the other, and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.
Next to the first Henry and Meg, Henry had written, “Promise?” Well, that genie’s out of the bottle and there’s no stuffing her back in.
One minute the teacher was talking about the Civil War. And the next minute he was gone. There. Gone. No 'poof.' No flash of light. No explosion.
Let your hands be clean; God loves clean hands and no wonder cleanliness is next to Godliness.
The Curse has a thing for contrast: frivolity one minute, homicide the next.
I love talking to spirits. Maybe we can try contacting Marilyn Monroe or Elvis Presley next.
