The person who loves sorrow will always find something to moan about.
A person is unlucky who falls on his back and breaks his nose.
None are more haughty than a common place person raised to power.
Respect flies away for the one who pursues it and hunts the person who is fleeing from it.
The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb gray hairs.
The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb grey hairs
A pig that is used to wallowing in the mud looks for a clean person to rub against.
The person afraid of bad luck will never know good.
Love is about giving, about caring for the other person's welfare. Love is treating someone, in the Kantian sense, never as a means but as an end in themselves. Love is sacrifice, love is something you work at, something you build like a house or ten...
[In reference to vaginas] Someone saying you're "too loose"? Maybe that person's previous experience has been with women who weren't aroused (which, in the case of young adults, ins't that unusual)...Since many people think that penetration is suppos...
In a matter of a moment the amount of sand in the upper part of the hour-glass had dwindled dramatically, the tiny grains were rushing through the opening, each grain more eager to leave then the last, time is just like people, sometimes it’s all i...
This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and ...
Talent equaled desirability. Talent trumped good looks or a halfway decent personality. Talent a personality.
Biking and love do not make sense without your personal experience
The person doing the worrying experiences it as a form of love; the person being worried about experiences it as a form of control.
Consider the difference between the first and third person in poetry [...] It's like the difference between looking at a person and looking through their eyes.
She pondered the arrangements of the paintings on a wall like a writer pondered commas.
What did the Romans say? “De gustibus non est disputandum”: It is worthless to discuss personal taste. It is called 'personal' for a reason.
The eye of danger and the face of fear are what really pull off a person's mask.
I am a better person when I have less on my plate.
You don't have to be perfect to be good. You can do bad things and still be a good person.
