I can see people sharing my comics and talking about them, which is very gratifying.
I’ve always been a sharing person.
I carry both a Blackberry and an iPhone. But for my job, the iPhone is essential because of picture-taking and because of picture sharing.
Going from sharing a one-bedroom place to living in a loft to two people living in a house to me having my own place by myself has kind of mirrored my career… small steps to bigger, to bigger, to now having a steady job.
There’s just nothing like sharing the spotlight or anything else with your sisters and your mom. It’s always fun for me to get my sisters dolled up and my mom.
The lessons from the peace process are clear; whatever life throws at us, our individual responses will be all the stronger for working together and sharing the load.
A P2P business is a company that creates a platform which allows individuals or ‘peers’ to directly buy and sell from each other. This activity has sometimes been called the ‘sharing economy.’ Some are wary of these new companies and the challenge they pose to the established market.
I feel like when I’m on stage and when I’m performing – or I think when anybody is developing their talents and sharing it – I think you glow.
Christmas is far and away my favorite holiday. I love everything about it, from the event that inspired it, hoping for a white one, to wrapping presents. But mostly I love having family and friends gathered, and sharing traditions.
I’ve never had any difficulty sharing the screen with any actor. For me, roles are challenging, not co-stars.
Basketball is the opposite of selfishness, basketball is solely about giving and sharing and caring for one another.
The art of DJing is sharing music with one another… The technology’s definitely taking it into a new direction to where it’s really becoming performance-based.
Sharing good food with your children is the purest form of love.
Women’s propensity to share confidences is universal. We confirm our reality by sharing.
By continuing to work out and dance while pregnant, I feel a double reward from maintaining my normal routine but all the while knowing that baby is sharing in my day.
In practice, the copyright system does a bad job of supporting authors, aside from the most popular ones. Other authors’ principal interest is to be better known, so sharing their work benefits them as well as readers.
Through sharing my pain, I can possibly heal your pain. There is no other feeling like it. Money doesn’t compare. This is the true meaning of art.
The case for socialism is always made based on an ideal and a promise. The ideal is that humans can lovingly coexist in a sharing and peaceful way. The promise is that this time, unlike failed attempts elsewhere, socialism will be implemented properly, and no citizen will suffer as a result.
Everyone I know has a predilection for sharing words.
Speaking out, sharing what you think, and expressing yourself – regardless of sexuality or anything else – is the most important thing you can do as a man, as a human.
Cooking for people is an enormously significant expression of generosity and soulfulness, and entertaining is a way to be both generous and creative. You’re sharing your life with people. Of course, it’s also an expression of your own need for approval and applause. Nothing wrong with that.
The P2P marketplace extends into other markets where individuals are monetizing underutilized assets. Lodging is one example. Instead of finding a hotel room, in the sharing economy you can rent a spare room from a local resident.
I spent too many years of my life stressing over and struggling with my sexuality. But it was a valuable lesson. I realised that by not sharing how you feel, you become inhibited in every facet of life.
The European Union needs to reinvent its security system. It needs to break the stovepipes that prevent sharing information, enforcing borders and protecting citizens.
One of the things novels should do is shine a light on those parts of us that are common, the fibres that connect all of us. They should convey the sense that we’re all connected, coming from the same tree, sharing common roots.
The criminalization of file sharing is pathetic. It’s so pathetic, it’s almost funny. Imagine if the radio people would have lobbied for a federal law enforcement agency to raid all homes for illegal transmissions of moving picture experiments in order to stop the invention of television. It’s ludicrous.
I’m not going to ever feel bad about sharing what my dreams are.
I love the idea of sharing some of what we find in the research phase with a select community of people early on as a perk for their donating, and then gauging their feedback.
When I was young, my mother said to me, ‘Momma loves her little son.’ Now, this tender endearment holds a firm meaning within my life, inside my spirit. It reminds me that in sharing love, it grows that much greater in our hearts.
The glib, facile, simplistic, and prefabricated language by which we as consumers are constantly surrounded is a language that flatters us, that urges us to indulge ourselves, to get away from it all, to be unique by opting in, talking back, liking us on Facebook, leaving a review, sharing, retweeting, etc.
Since 9/11, the U.S.A. Patriot Act has torn down the invisible wall that was perceived as preventing the FBI and CIA from sharing information.
The first two lessons, which we learned early in our efforts to be good member missionaries, have made sharing the Gospel much easier: We simply can’t predict who will or won’t be interested in the Gospel, and building a friendship is not a prerequisite to inviting people to learn about the Gospel.
A generation of people are being radicalised by the criminalisation of information sharing.
Kids are prone to be on their phone and their iPads, prone to sharing things and making things. Instead of trying to divorce education from that, let’s lean into that.
Look at all those unattractive people talking about depraved things all day long on TV talk shows. People can talk about themselves, yet the art of conversation, which has to do with sharing, is disappearing. I feel as though I am chasing a runaway locomotive.
Sharing food has always had a central place in civilized societies; it’s no accident that so many of our cultural, religious and patriotic rituals are involved with eating.
Some say because music is as much about personal expression as listening pleasure, sharing is integral to why songs have value in the first place.
Men seem to relate to boys better, sharing their interests in whizzing about and football and car-cars and other moronic activities.
Something happens when two people from the same country, sharing the same heritage, meet and connect.
My job involves sharing food and the stories behind the plate, in part, via social media.
I’ve had so much positive reaction and emotional fulfillment from the creation of my art and sharing it with everyday people that I never paid too much attention to the opinion of critics.
I’ve always been a fan of horror because I feel like it is one of the last genres where you need to see at a theatre, sharing in this profound experience of seeing it with a community of people.
I have a job that requires me to be in the public eye in the way that makes me extra careful about sharing information.
What if cities embraced a culture of sharing? I see a future of shared cities that bring us community and connection instead of isolation and separation.
The Internet has turned the world into one gigantic linked community, capable of instantly sharing vast amounts of incorrect information.
My bag is acting or getting into an amusing situation and then sharing my amusement.
I love sharing photographs and websites, I’m for all of these things. I’m for Facebook. But to say that this is sociability? We begin to define things in terms of what technology enables and technology allows.
As long as I get a medal, I’m okay with sharing it.
The President should spend his time going after the terrorists rather than sharing sensitive counter terrorism information with countries that sponsor terrorism.
We hope that by sharing my experience – our experience, Lennon and I – that somebody who is going through this process or helping their loved one through it might feel less alone, and might even have some better information for their cancer care.
If people are anything but enthusiastic about the information or ideas that they’re sharing, they’re either not that invested in what they’re doing – or they’re not communicating that investment effectively.
Sharing food with another human being is an intimate act that should not be indulged in lightly.
A smile is the light in your window that tells others that there is a caring, sharing person inside.
What the future of the planet and music and art and all of it is sharing; it’s diversity.
While at a biological disadvantage in competitions, women – who even make trips to restaurant bathrooms in pairs – are at a clear advantage when it comes to grouping together and the activities that accompany it: gossiping, sharing, bonding, assisting, scrapbooking, and building networks.
I think more of the little kids from a school in a little village in Niger who get teaching two hours a day, sharing one chair for three of them, and who are very keen to get an education. I have them in my mind all the time. Because I think they need even more help than the people in Athens.
