After all, there’s no turning back the clock now. One can’t be forever dwelling on what might have been. One should realize one has as good as most, perhaps better, and be grateful.

But you will no doubt agree that the very best staff plans are those which give clear margins of error to allow for those days when an employee is ill or for one reason or another below par.

You could sense just from the huge sky, that you were walking towards the sea.

Abiding love that has endured the years—that we see only rarely. When we do, we’re only too glad to ferry the couple together.

And it started to dawn on me, I suppose, that a lot of things I’d always assumed I’d plenty of time to get round to doing, I might now have to act on pretty soon or else let them go forever.

It would be the saddest thing to me, princess. To walk separately from you, when the ground will let us go as we always did.

…in bantering lies the key to human warmth.

Like you were sad, maybe. And a bit scared.

Dignity’ has to do crucially with a butler’s ability not to abandon the professional being he inhabits.

This country awakens so many memories, though each seems like some restless sparrow I know will flee any moment into the breeze.

You've got to enjoy yourself. The evening's the best part of the day. You've done your day's work. Now you can put your feet up and enjoy it.

If we'd understood that back then-who knows?-maybe we'd have kept a tighter hold of one another.

When we were eleven, say, we really weren't interested in each other's poems at all. . . . But we didn't know a thing about poetry. We didn't care about it.

When the hour’s too late for rescue, it’s still early enough for revenge.

What's going on here, Tommy? Has Keffers recruited you for his porn patrol?

Foolishness, sir. How can old wounds heal while maggots linger so richly? Or a peace hold for ever built on slaughter and a magician’s trickery?

Be merciful and leave this place. Leave this country to rest in forgetfulness.

A lot of the time, how you were regarded at Hailsham, how much you were liked and respected, had to do with how good you were at “creating.” Ruth

I live this life at a pace that anyone can go. Know your place, and dedicate your role ...To the faith that you'll die alone

Am I the only one who measures time using songs? “Oh it only took me 4 songs to get here! that’s not to long!

The opposite of love? Vice. Temptation. The negative influences that we have. The bad energy that comes around us and makes us do certain things. To me, it's always been a war between the two.

I be off the slave ships, building pyramids, writing my own hieroglyphs

Whatever pressure I feel all comes from me, from within. I always was that person who was hard on myself and challenged myself no matter what I was doing, whether it was passing third grade or playing basketball.

Kids don't see hate in their eyes. They see the world, and living in it to the best of their abilities. And that's where love comes from for me.

Consequences from evil will make your past haunt you

I am a sinner....who's probably gonna sin again...Lord forgive me!

I'm standing on a field full of landmines doing the moonwalk hoping i blow up in time

I cut off my ears before i hear your advice and vice versa

But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself ?

I'd rather not live like there isn't a God Then die and find out there really is Think about it

The best way to describe myself would be...unpredictable.

We all seem to stumble, planning our own demise, Getting the big picture, and making it wallet-sized.

You can't have people listen to you unless you come to their world and then bring them to yours.

It's the beauty in her, But when the makeup occur, I don't see it, All i see is a blur

The message I'm sending to myself - I can't change the world until I change myself first.

What separated me from all my homeboys is the fact that I didn't get caught inside the reality. I was always dreaming about doing something else or going somewhere else.

Once I looked in the mirror and decided this is who I am, and I'm not scared of who I am, and I'm not scared that I can't be like you, and I'm good with just doing me, that's when I found myself, as a man.

Look inside my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich. Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exists...

Don't you know your imperfections is a wonderful blessing, from heaven is where you got it from

Everybody looking at you crazy, What you gon' do? Lift up your head and keep moving, Or let the paranoia haunt you?

We look so much on color that we forget about the soul.

My rights, my wrongs, I write ‘til I’m right with God.

Just let me be me, That's the only way I know.

The one in front of the gun lives forever

Although the butterfly and the caterpillar are completely different, they are one and the same.

My mind is living on cloud 9 and this 9 is never on vacation.

And I'm not sure why I'm infatuated with death, My imagination is surely an aggravation of threats... Maybe cause I'm a dreamer, and sleep is the cousin of death, Really stuck in the scheme of wondering when I'mma rest.

We're all human at the end of the day, making mistakes. But learn from them is the key.

We all get distracted, the question is, would you bounce back or bounce backwards?

Tell me how I stay positive When they never see good in me