Simon Cowell and I are great friends, and we wind each other up. Rod Stewart and I do the same thing.
I also saw that theologically speaking the whole idea of a smacking is not congruent with the teaching revealed in the gospel of Jesus Christ. God sent His Son into the world to save the world so they would not have to suffer for their own sins, but ...
I am incredibly thankful for the strong support I have from my peers in the industry and of course my amazing fans.
I can imagine that Rod Stewart likes giving autographs because he's pure showbusiness.
I've always loved old hot rods. I have four or five of them at home that I work on when I'm not working out.
Me, I'm spiritually retarded, I need to be knee deep in water with a fly rod in my hands, that's about as close to God as I get.
America has always had tinkerers, including just about any teenager who ever hot-rodded a Camaro.
We also own a little boat and I'm like a kid with it. I take off early in the morning, fishing rod in tow, and just drift about the ocean all day.
Elwood: Oh no. Jake: What the fuck was that? Elwood: The motor. We've thrown a rod. Jake: Is that serious? Elwood: Yup.
Under Thatcher, who ruled us with an iron rod, great art was made. Amazing designers and musicians. Acid house was born. Very colourful and progressive.
My biggest fear ever is to be involved in a plane crash, so when that happened... well, I'm just thankful to be alive. I'm just grateful to be here at all.
Throw away thy rod, throw away thy wrath; O my God, take the gentle path.
I would call myself a Gnostic. Which means, I'm interested in pursuing and understanding the spiritual nature of things. A Gnostic is somebody seeking knowledge of that aspect of reality.
The work itself is what motivates me. I like my own stuff, you know? I like the way it looks. I do it to please myself first.
The story of Rod Stewart, the story of Carlos Santana is so inspiring to young musicians because it shows in this trendy business how long a career can last. It shows how you can soar back, regardless of age.
All the other kids in ninth grade were drawing hot rods and cocker spaniels and getting blue ribbons in art class. I was getting rejection slips from the 'Saturday Evening Post.'
You must thank the gods for art, those of us who have been fortunate enough to stumble onto this means of venting our craziness, our meanness, our towering disgust.
If you're trying to work the art game, if you're like Andy Warhol or something, then you're in with cake-eaters of society. You want to get in with them and please them and get their money.
To get see food, You need a fishing rod. To get love food, You need a loving heart.
Let us search the old highways.
Even Rod Woodson will tell you his best year he had as a professional was when he was 36 years old. If you think about why, you're much wiser.
