Mania is a wonderful feeling.
I feel I have so much more to deliver than music.
Wealth belongs to the person who enjoys it and not to the one who keeps it.
Never promise a poor person, and never owe a rich one.
The brave person regards dying as going home.
The next mile is the only one a person really has to make.
I sing the song of the person whose bread I eat.
Towards evening the lazy person begins to get busy.
A person is a guest for one or two days, but becomes an intruder on the third.
You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.
The person who has burned their fingers often asks for tongs.
When I write I feel like I can breathe. It’s like yoga for the brain.
So far, about morals, I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.
Now I feel like James Bond. Suave and intelligent, breaking all the codes while looking fabulous.
At this very moment with my girl in my arms, I feel like there’s nothing I can’t do for her, for us. — Duke
I feel like a paper cut just waiting to bleed.
I do think I feel it but you don't think you are cause at a certain time you are no age but you don't think you are anything. You feel the life you have lived. I feel that. It's been a long fifty years.
I listen to every thing, all kinds of stuff. I've been obsessed with the Nas and Damian Marley record, 'Distant Relatives.' I feel like a lot of people haven't heard it, and it's amazing.
There is nothing like the way people feel after they've seen 'The Intouchables.' They feel amazing. The word of mouth on this film is incredible. It's intelligent-feeling good. You're not insulted by the low-browness or stupidity of some of the humor...
Making lyrics feel natural, sit on music in such a way that you don't feel the effort of the author, so that they shine and bubble and rise and fall, is very, very hard to do. Whereas you can sit at the piano and just play and feel you're making art.
I feel like I’m walking around in a fog. Orafoura doesn’t call me Mr. Mist for nothing.
