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Sometimes between lunch and dinner, when there's a lull, Jill and Shaniqua and I will sit around and fantasize about what we'd do if a REAL celebrity walked into the place, like Chad Michael Murray (although we've gone off him a bit since his divorce) or Jared Padalecki, or even Prince William (you never know. He could have gotten his yacht lost, or whatever.)
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Do you speak Chopnese huh? Do ya? Chop chop chop chop chop. Aha you don't.
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I recognize that no matter how old I get, how many records I've done, or what the public perception of me is, there are still exciting things that I haven't done.
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I know that campaigns can seem small, and even silly. Trivial things become big distractions. Serious issues become sound bites. And the truth gets buried under an avalanche of money and advertising. If you're sick of hearing me approve this message, believe me - so am I.
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True resignation, which always brings with it the confidence that unchangeable goodness will make even the disappointment of our hopes, and the contradictions of life, conducive to some benefit, casts a grave but tranquil light over the prospect of even a toilsome and troubled life.
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My health is so often impaired that I begin to be as weary of it as mending old lace; when it is patched in one place, it breaks out in another.
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The West regards marriage as consisting in all that lies beyond the legal tie, while in India it is thought of as a bond thrown by society round two people to unite them together for all eternity. Those two must wed each other, whether they will or not, in life after life. Each acquires half of the merit of the other. And if one seems in this life to have fallen hopelessly behind, it is for the other only to wait and beat time, till he or she catches up again!
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Not everyone is selfish in fashion. There are people who go to bed feeling good about themselves and then spread the love.
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If you tell people where to go, but not how to get there, you'll be amazed at the results.
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The more opera is dead, the more it flourishes.
