Fubu Clothing Quotes & Sayings

Faith is the master, and reason the maid-servant. — Martin Luther

There are things that I am very proud of and there are things that you are not so proud of. But I think that applies to any musician. — Bill Wyman

The young woman was crying, in the way that grownups cry, keeping it inside as much as they can, and hating it when it still pushes out at the edges, making them ugly and funny-looking on the way. — Neil Gaiman

Show business is my life. When I was a kid I sold insurance, but nobody laughed. — Don Rickles

Faith, is the road that goes straight past the gravel, and cloud-mesh dirt into a mirage, where still you believe to go straight, and when you finally catch up with it, it ends at a lake where you stretch your eyes across, but unable to glimpse the other side- so you jump in and swim, gliding each stroke with tiredness and swallow of water, you reach the end, put a hand out and pull yourself up on concrete, where the same road continues straight into another blue-white blur. — Anthony Liccione

What did you think, that joy / was some slight thing? — Mark Doty

Sex is life: The act of creation in pleasure, the loss of oneself in another, the coming together of opposites in a temporary union of yin and yang, that creates something other than either. What is life if not this? — Frederick Lenz

Scholars and artists thrown together are often annoyed at the puzzle of where they differ. Both work from knowledge; but I suspectthey differ most importantly in the way their knowledge is come by. Scholars get theirs with conscientious thoroughness along projected lines of logic; poets theirs cavalierly and as it happens in and out of books. They stick to nothing deliberately, but let what will stick to them like burrs where they walk in the fields. — Robert Frost

She was his. The love of his life. Forever. — Sibylla Matilde

I've been told to keep my remarks relatively brief. I understand Quayle-hunting season begins at noon. — Dan Quayle

Two people occupying the same air. Nothing else in common. Just oxygen. — Dawn French