Each underestimates her own power and overestimates the other’s.
The peoples of Asia, Africa, and Latin America have common interest and are in the position to support each other in their anti-imperialist and anti-U.S. struggle. As long as Africa and Latin America are not free.
I have songs that define characters from each film of mine. It can be a song from that particular film or something that just goes with the wavelength of the film; you listen to it, and it gives you that rhythm. I can’t articulate how it helps, but it somehow gives you an understanding of the character.
We must never forget why we have, and why we need our military. Our armed forces exist solely to ensure our nation is safe, so that each and every one of us can sleep soundly at night, knowing we have ‘guardians at the gate.’
Since I am known as a ‘rich’ person, I feel I have to tip at least $5 each time I check my coat. On top of that, I would have to wear a very expensive coat, and it would have to be insured. Added up, without a topcoat I save over $20,000 a year.
We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.
Each and every one of us has unknowingly played a part in the obesity problem.
In the end, the American dream is not a sprint, or even a marathon, but a relay. Our families don’t always cross the finish line in the span of one generation. But each generation passes on to the next the fruits of their labor.
You can get excited and feel unstoppable, but every week presents a new challenge. Each week, you have to work and get better.
There is no substitute for jamming and getting to know each other on the road.
When it all boils down, it’s about embracing each others’ stories and maybe even finding that synergy to collaborate for the common good.
There are similarities between being an editor and a tailor. Tailors have a vast supply of fabrics, buttons and thread at their disposal and put it together to make a whole. That’s what an editor does – looks at society at a given time and pulls together the interesting aspects into a single issue each month.
After marriage, every woman wants to settle down and have children. I have no regrets. I was occupied in my little world, enjoying each and every experience that came my way.
I have long maintained that each of us has three chances a day to be happy: Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
The nicest part of the prize, perhaps, is the effect on my friends and family. Each of them feels proud and happy to have the relationship with me that they do. In a way, it’s as though they received an award too, and I like that very much.
A healthy social life is found only when, in the mirror of each soul, the whole community finds its reflection, and when, in the whole community, the virtue of each one is living.
With me, nothing goes right. My psychiatrist said my wife and I should have sex every night. Now, we’ll never see each other!
For every $1 billion we invest in public transportation, we create 30,000 jobs, save thousands of dollars a year for each commuter, and dramatically cut greenhouse gas emissions.
The key to staying together is making sure you guys like each other and need each other.
Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.
Each day offers us the gift of being a special occasion if we can simply learn that as well as giving, it is blessed to receive with grace and a grateful heart.
The institution of marriage works better when there’s a spiritual connection. If you’re marrying just for the sake of the woman, then you may lose interest in each other very soon. When we marry in the interest of the Holy Spirit with the intention of serving God and humanity, then it gives a much larger perspective.
Each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.
One way an author dies a little each day is when his books go out of print.
Each day, I come in with a positive attitude, trying to get better.
Each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly.
What a privilege to be here on the planet to contribute your unique donation to humankind. Each face in the rainbow of colors that populate our world is precious and special.
Life in common among people who love each other is the ideal of happiness.
You cannot add more minutes to the day, but you can utilize each one to the fullest.
People will be fascinated. We will think of each other in a far more homogeneous way, because we will know that there is something that is different from us. And when we say ‘us,’ it will mean as a species.
Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time.
Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.
I am interested in the interaction of a group of people who have a common goal, or a common obsession, each contributing something unique to make something greater than the sum of its parts. I don’t know why, but from day one, that has interested me.
I try to build a full personality for each of our cartoon characters – to make them personalities.
Devote each day to the object then in time and every evening will find something done.
Two armies that fight each other is like one large army that commits suicide.
Let each dawn find us courageous, brought closer, heeding the lights before the fight is over.
I really rebel against this idea that politics has to be a place full of ego and where you’re constantly focused on scoring hits against each one another. Yes, we need a robust democracy, but you can be strong, and you can be kind.
War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other’s children.
The only thing that makes battle psychologically tolerable is the brotherhood among soldiers. You need each other to get by.
Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.
A city is a crazy concrete jungle whose people at the end of each day somehow make a small step ahead against terrible odds.
Each time I think I’ve created time for myself, along comes a throwback to disrupt my private space.
Each new situation requires a new architecture.
The sun is new each day.
The 1960s was an era of big thoughts. And yet, amazingly, each of these thoughts could fit on a T-shirt.
The essence of conversation is not which media format we choose to talk to each other with, so we don’t differentiate between snaps and chats. It’s just someone wanting to talk to you.
People assume that computers will do everything that humans do. Not good. People are different from each other and they are all really different from computers.
Love and friendship exclude each other.
Collaboration is being open to each other’s ideas and benefiting from each other’s perspectives in an open way.
The Union, which can alone insure internal peace, and external security to each State, Must and Shall be Preserved, cost what it may in time, treasure, and blood.
The first thing I do each morning is get out of bed and give my dog, Audrey, a hug. She’s a Jack Russell. I think having an animal is a wonderful thing, particularly dogs. They are great levelers, there’s no nonsense with them, and they just want simple affection.
The best inheritance a parent can give his children is a few minutes of his time each day.
Each morning when I awake, I experience again a supreme pleasure – that of being Salvador Dali.
Above all things let us never forget that mankind constitutes one great brotherhood; all born to encounter suffering and sorrow, and therefore bound to sympathize with each other.
A man can do only what he can do. But if he does that each day he can sleep at night and do it again the next day.
Most seem to think that while a person may not be responsible for the opportunities he gets in life, each is entirely responsible for what he makes of these opportunities.
Friends are as companions on a journey, who ought to aid each other to persevere in the road to a happier life.
Romantic lovers require from each other at least the facade of reason: We desire to be what romantic love makes us appear in the other’s eyes. We want to imagine we are deserving of the love we inspire.
Others live on in a careless and lukewarm state – not appearing to fill Longfellow’s measure: ‘Into each life, some rain must fall.’
Jails and prisons are designed to break human beings, to convert the population into specimens in a zoo – obedient to our keepers, but dangerous to each other.
If you so choose, each day can be filled with even more joy than the one before. If you so choose, even the most seemingly random events can work in your favor.
