The story about me, apocryphal or not, is that I could sing before I spoke. My parents went into bedroom one day and there I was standing in the crib singing God Bless America.
One day I promised God that if he would give me my voice back I would never smoke again. I got three octaves back after quitting.
Yet better for one of my nature to have it that way than to have life a peaceful, placid flow of quiet contentment. I must have days of rushing excitement.
Inside me I'm Ghanaian, and I'm proud to be African. But of course I'm Italian. I was born in Italy. I've never been to Africa in my life, but I will go one day.
each day's life comes with lot of puzzles, mysteries to unravel; being so conscious of life can make one so unconscious of life
Re-tweeting is a pretty common practice on Twitter, but on an average day, we see maybe one out of 20 posts is a re-tweet.
I've always known, before I had a record deal, that the thing is to go out and put on the show. I've been doing that from day one.
After doing One Fine Day and playing a pediatrician on ER, I'll never have kids. I'm going to have a vasectomy.
Maybe one day we will be able to take a pill that keeps us young and healthy much longer. I believe in my heart that this will happen.
It took putting one foot in front of the other every single day to get through it to the point where I made it back on the team and won a gold medal in 2008.
All day we've witnessed each other's crimes. You killed no one today? But how many did you leave to die?
One of the things I loved about my childhood was that I didn't feel like I lost my innocence too young, like some children these days.
One day you're going to remember me and how much i loved you...then you're gonna hate yourself for letting me go
I've been competitive since day one. Even in little things as a child, like having a twin and a direct competitor for who makes better cookies.
Even if I'm gone all day, breakfast is the one meal I always cook for my kids. I make French toast, oatmeal, or an egg burrito.
I have to choose my words carefully because I don't want to sound like one of those who goes on about how things were better in my day.
The world is moving so fast these days that the one who says it can't be done is generally interrupted by someone doing it.
My grandmother was a chef, and she taught me to cook. One day I want a restaurant, a small Italian grill. That's my aspiration.
You wake up one day and suddenly realize that your youth is behind you, even though you're still young at heart.
My cane is now of me. I want it by my side. And I always will, even if one strange day I no longer need its support.
On the fourth day of July following, a party of about two hundred Indians attacked Boonsborough, killed one man, and wounded two.
