It has been said that a friend is somebody with whom it is possible to be silent.
I believe rules are meant to be broken.
There are three sides to every story: my side, your side, and the truth. And no one is lying. Memories shared serve each one differently.
The impossible becomes possible when your back is against the wall.
It’s not an easy task building a motorcycle company. Your window for success is relatively small. You can’t afford a lot of hiccups if you don’t have another business supporting you.
I get a lot from all young people. I make movies for young people. If I made pictures for people my age, no one would see them. I hang with young people all the time.
I didn’t want to see George Hamilton playing me, I wanted the real thing.
I never graduated high school; they had to change the Ivy League rules. During my tenure at Brown, I helped them become the number one Ivy League school.
The only way you can make a deal is if you’re ready to blow it.
I learned at a very early age, the easiest thing in the world is to tell the truth, and then you don’t have to remember what you said. It has nothing to do with morality, just remembering what you said.
Buildings designed with careful attention to aesthetics arouse and enlighten their occupants and that promotes their good health.
Buildings designed exclusively on scientific principles will depress their occupants and constrain their creativity.
Theres nothing more difficult to do than comedy.
Memories shared serve each one differently.
Let the wealth of remembrances past be the link of friendship treasured.
When a parent shows up with an attitude of entitlement, understand that under it is a boatload of anxiety.
History, as taught by schools, has white washed the drunkenness out of the past. It has minimized the influence of drugs on history’s great thinkers, and covered up the impact of prostitution and insults on human development.
But, as I learned from talking to the scientist behind the study cited in that article, the real theory is much more interesting. “Beer” didn’t give birth to civilization alone. The desire to hold bigger and better feasts featuring, yes, beer, but also piles of food and music, is what led to the birth of human civilization. We literally started building towns and, eventually, cities so that we could throw cooler parties.
It’s significant that we’ve been building musical instruments more than twice as long as we’ve been brewing alcohol. In The Origins of Music, published in 1999, Walter Freeman of Berkeley University suggested that humans might have been making music longer than we’ve been starting fires. In an age before drugs, before cities, before any other comforts existed, the dopamine high of listening to really good music was one of the most intense experiences people could make for themselves.
I’ve known a couple of warlords and none of them are good at long-term planning.