Social media is about friending someone so they'll invite you to a party or get you a job. If that's the work, Snapchat is the playground.
I didn't work for Jimmy Carter all those years to go to cocktail parties. I was there as a political adviser, a short-order cook, to work on topical matters.
Can a conservative work safely and soundly in a union environment - in a shop filled with union workers, activists, voters and life-long supporters of the Democrat Party? You betcha.
People from both political parties have long recognized that welfare without work creates negative incentives that lead to permanent poverty. It robs people of self-esteem.
New Zealand, by the way, where I was ambassador, has had two women prime ministers - one from either party.
I left the Democratic Party basically on issues of national security during the end of the Vietnam War.
Before the war is ended, the war party assumes the divine right to denounce and silence all opposition to war as unpatriotic and cowardly.
We can have a World War, I see absolutely no reason why we shouldn't have a World Party.
I'm not an eye-candy kind of girl.
I'm the girliest girl you'll ever meet.
I'm a girl that will suffer for fashion.
Nice girls aren't always what they seem.
I always go for confident girls!
I say it's a girls' world.
I'm not good with catty girls. I'm too laid-back.
The slave girl is reared in an atmosphere of licentiousness and fear.
All the girls today want to be famous, but they haven't earned their spurs.
I love an art-school girl. I mean... don't we all?
L.A. is so fake - girls there are so superficial.
Causing any damage or harm to one party in order to help another party is not justice, and likewise, attacking all feminine conduct [in order to warn men away from individual women who are deceitful] is contrary to the truth, just as I will show you ...
Une heure avant, je me dis toujours : "Tiens, je vais déjeuner avec Perceval, ça me fait plaisir". [...] Ça vous la coupe, ça, hein ? Bon, après, une fois que j'ai bouffé avec vous, je regrette, hein, on est d'accord. Arrivé au milieu du repas...
