You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, Ill rise.
Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.
Before I got married I had six theories about bringing up children; now I have six children and no theories.
Everywhere is the same, but there is no place to be found.
Motivation is the fuel necessary to keep the human engine running.
Your only obligation in any lifetime is to be true to yourself. Being true to anyone else or anything else is not only impossible, but the mark of a fake messiah
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, Ill rise.
Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.
Before I got married I had six theories about bringing up children; now I have six children and no theories.
Everywhere is the same, but there is no place to be found.
Motivation is the fuel necessary to keep the human engine running.
Your only obligation in any lifetime is to be true to yourself. Being true to anyone else or anything else is not only impossible, but the mark of a fake messiah