When I'm sitting at home in the off season and I don't have anything to do, I watch tennis on my computer. It's kind of boring. It's something to do.
I don't really rate press conferences. It's not as though I leave the room fist-pumping my way down the corridor after a good one.
My worst days are still pretty good days. That's something I might lose in the moment sometimes, but I have a pretty good grasp of it.
Everywhere I go, I will make a good payday. But we got to choose the right opponent and the right time and the right venue.
There are a lot of good memories, and because I was injured, during the rehab, I met my wife. The tennis was very good but the injuries were good for something too.
Planets that don't currently sport plate tectonics, such as Venus and Mars, are scarcely habitable. Tectonics might be a requirement of any world that aspires to a rich diversity of life.
In Los Angeles, I feel like the ugly duckling, like I'm from Venus or something.
There's a lot to do in space. I want to learn more about the greenhouse effect on Venus, about whether there was life on Mars, about the environment in which Earth and the Sun is immersed, the behavior of the Sun.
Venus: You better get in the mood, honey, 'cause he's payin' the rent.
A lot of bands have the enthusiasm kicked out of them by playing really dreary pub venues that just churn bands through.
Some of the most radical work is being done in the most commercially pop venues, and some of the most boring work is being done in avant-garde territory.
Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.
It was this that frightened me--the sense that behind the lay concealed a little bourgeoise who wanted security in love.
I can remember at the age of about six being fascinated by the planets and learning all about Mars and Venus and things.
What turns me on is to walk into a sold-out venue. The audiences are so much the same as they were in the '60s. It's just an amazing thing. I can't explain it, but I hope it never stops.
Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus. Where are Angels like you are from?
Ce sera, dit-il au garçon venu prendre la commande de son dessert, un supervibrateur subatomique antiextraterrestre
I have a constant hungry bum. It's like my own venus fly trap
No gaming outside of the venue without a sanctioned game master.
Faithfulness imparts God's reason for all circumstances. No matter what the world says, losing is no longer an option.
Anger's like a battery that leaks acid right out of me And it starts from the heart 'til it reaches my outer me
