Wearing unbranded and cheap clothes does not mean you are poor. Remember you have a family to feed, not a community to impress.
I’m called the poorest president, but I do not feel poor. Poor people are those who only work to try an expensive lifestyle and always want more and more.
My old, wise father once said: Freedom of speech is a right to write and speak, not a duty! But of course: Freedom of speech is by its nature unlimited, and it applies to everyone, even the stupid and provocative.
I’ve never gotten over what they call stagefright. I go through it every show. I’m pretty concerned, I’m pretty much thinking about the show. I never get completely comfortable with it, and I don’t let the people around me get comfortable with it, in that I remind them that it’s a new crowd out there, it’s a new audience, and they haven’t seen us before. So it’s got to be like the first time we go on.
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.
Never underestimate the power of a good outfit on a bad day.
It’s different from being 21 and you think there’s endless amount of opportunities. At 33, the ending is much, much closer.
It’s – sorry my French – some damn nonsense. There are certainly also pig farmers and cattle farmers who go in clean boots and clothes. You will probably find most of them, so that is why it is nonsense.
I’m not wise, but the beginnings of wisdom are there; it’s like relaxing into – and accepting – things.
Sometimes it’s strange being me. I travel the world meeting people, I’m surrounded with friends and my life is full, but all the time I am confronted by a young man I have nothing in common with. He is me, but he is not me now. In fact I have been me now for longer than I was him, but no one wants to know about me.
They say it’s the white man I should fear, but it’s my own kind doing all the killing here.
When I go to bed at night, I hope they are gone the next morning, but they are still there the next morning.
They say cristiano ronaldo scores only against small teams? That’s true because there’s no bigger team than Real Madrid.
At my age, you think about the afterlife. I’m mostly inclined to think there’s nothing there, but sometimes I can’t help but let my imagination run wild. My good friend Ulla Steen says she believes that all of us who like each other meet in the big angel bar where we are expected. I see myself arriving at the angel bar, and there’s my father, my husband and my son, and one of them says: “There’s Lise. Now we are four again for a l’hombre.
Shut up it was blowing out there and there was also a Spaniard who did not have learned that with not pissing against the wind. So he pissed and I got his piss on my leg. So I was not entirely happy with that.
Haters are a good problem to have. Nobody hates the good ones. They hate the great ones.
If someone says it’s raining and another person says it’s dry, it’s not your job to quote them both. Your job is to look out the fucking window and find out which is true.
Ride as much or as little, or as long or as short as you feel. But ride.
We know the reward is peace on earth, goodwill toward men, but we cannot win it without determination and concerted effort.
If the heroes run and hide, who will stay and fight?
We must screw down the expectations. We have to change our tactics and play with long balls
In our case, you could be a bit cheeky and say that there is probably not that much difference between integrating a North Jutlander and a Swede
When I get in the ring, I have no sympathy for my opponent. I am there to win.
Cinderella is proof that a new pair of shoes can change your life.
I am a bourgeois, but I am not a Left-woman. I was born a bourgeois, and I have always tried not to stand on a pedestal and say that I am a worker. That would be false talk. Nor during the many years when the red hirelings were around and held their noses at the thought of “Matador” and everything else I did. I’m not a peasant either. I was born a bourgeois, but that is why I can criticise the bourgeoisie and their shabby schemes, which I can easily see through.