Well spoken sweety????“Speak english. Kiss french. Dress italian. Spend arab. Party caribbean.”
Oh, and also don't mind the rattling of gears noise coming from the back room, it's just the meat grinder for after your presentation, if you don't manage to impress me enough."Pay no attention to the sound you'll be hearing in a few moments, it's just the grinding of my teeth like tectonic plates."
You go for a walk they want to sit down. Thus the cycle starts all over again."Legs get funny when you get older. You're sitting, they wanna stand. You stand, they wanna lay down. You lay down, they wanna go for a walk."
I don't think I understand this, isn't the one throwing the stone always the accountable one, no matter whom gets hit.If you throw a rock at a pack of dogs the one that hollers is the one you hit.
Steve Harvey talking about people taking accountability.
I thought it was the quiet ones that BLOW UP the school/earth/universe? (Though I guess that could be considered a "change", at least technically)"The quiet ones are the ones who change the universe. The loud ones only take the credit."
Well in the context of who he was talking to it makes sense.I don't think I understand this, isn't the one throwing the stone always the accountable one, no matter whom gets hit.
From ST:TOS, "Who Mourns For Adonis?", isn't it?"We had traveled to a thousand worlds. We brought order. Discipline. We appeared to them as beings of light. They saw us as emissaries of the universe. They saw us as gods. And we, in our pride, began to believe them. We believed that we were superior to the universe that gave us birth. We believed that we could transcend this dimension. That we belonged to another higher plain. And in the end, in terms you can understand, we resolved to storm the gates of heaven itself. We applied all our wisdom. All our knowledge. To opening a door to another dimension. A place we believed was the well of souls. The foundation for all life. We would touch the face of god. And in so doing become gods ourselves."