If you live for weekends or vacations, your shit is broken.
A developed country is not a place where the poor have cars. This is where the rich use public transport.
My mom and dad didn’t love each other, so they were always fighting.
If you’re a giver, remember to learn your limits. Because the takers don’t have any.
Bitter? No, it’s something we drink.
That’s one of the worst things about getting old. That people allow themselves to die before you.
If one is not happy with oneself, then why should others be?
The pill is one of the biggest advances I’ve seen.
Being a rock star isn’t all fun and games. That’s a lot of money, too.
There are some who claim that football is a matter of life and death. It’s an attitude that disappoints me. I can assure you that football is much more than that!
Wearing unbranded and cheap clothes does not mean you are poor. Remember you have a family to feed, not a community to impress.
My biggest beauty secret is to be happy with myself. I don’t use special creams or treatments – I use a little bit of everything. It’s a mistake to think you are what you put on yourself. I think a lot of how you look has to do with how you feel about yourself and your life. Happiness is the secret of beauty.
Wearing cheap clothes or driving an old car doesn’t make you broke. You got a family to feed not a community to impress.
I’m as happy as I can get – meeen I’ve been happier.
When you get as old as I am and no longer have a husband or dog, and the children have long since left home, you can sit and get a little wiser by thinking. Then it’s time to edit your memories and start looking at your life again. First come the regrets, then come the wrongs you’ve done, mistakes you’ve made – and all the things you can sit and brood over if you’re already in a bad mood. But you can also understand people and contexts in a new way.
Suicide is never the answer. You must outlive your enemies.
Love is like a fart. If you have to force it, itøs probably crap.
My parents have been there for me ever since I was 7 years old.
I thought I was stone rich, so I poured money out with both hands – and now I owe right and left.
In a rich man’s house, there is no place to spit in his face.
My family is so poor that we combined my father’s funeral with my 50th birthday.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.
We never played hide and seek when we were children. No one ever bothered to look for us.
Well but, everything has an end, and an earthworm it has two.