According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other half.
And where would I be without You? I'd be packing my bags when I need to stay. I'd be chasing every breeze that blows my way. I'd be building my kingdom just to watch it fade away. It's true, that's me without you.
Carry you in my heart Carry you in my soul Carry you in the empty streets that I walk all alone Carry you in my hope Carry you in my fear and even in my dreams.
Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain 'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around 'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-eight million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea ...
Freedom is the will to be responsible to ourselves.
Friedrich NietzscheDer Spruch darf mit Autorenangabe frei verwendet werden, da die urheberrechtliche Schutzfrist abgelaufen ist († 25. August 1900) Zur Autorenbiographie
Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
I asked god for a flower, he gave me a garden. I asked for a tree, he gave me a forest. I asked for a river, he gave me an ocean. I asked for a friend and he gave me you.
I’ve missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I’ve lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I’ve been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I’ve failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed.
I'm standing at the crossroads There are so many roads to take But I stand here so quietly For fear of a mistake One road leads to paradise One road leads to pain One road leads to freedom But they all look the same
I've been here so long. I think it’s time to move. The winters so cold. The summers over to soon. Let’s pack our bags. And settle down where palm trees grow.
