Headbangers Kitchen Quotes & Sayings

It might be hard to believe, but the air in prison is different. There's like one thousand people sucking on the one little piece of fresh air until it turns stale. — Sister Souljah

I love handbags. And shoes. Investing in like a great handbag or a pair of shoes can really make or break an outfit. It's fun to mix and match high street with luxury brands and throw in a bit of vintage as well. — Miranda Kerr

What's the difference between sanity and madness anyway? We all play headgames with ourselves. We all have baggage. We all cope somehow. I'm not sure if I'm mad or sane. I mean, I hold my life together, I pay my bills, I raise my kids. But the world is so polarized and bizarre now that for some people, none of these these things matter if they're not wearing the right shoes or don't have the right credit score or a fancy family car. Some people think the most important things to worry about are handbags and tan lines. Meanwhile, war and crime and poverty unfold all around us, and we ignore it. In that environment, how can we even begin to talk about sanity and madness? — A.S. King

We French, we have never, never, never had slavery, so we feel we don't understand the American racism. Maybe — Maya Angelou

Chris Guest movies are funny. — Michael Keaton

Don't trust people who don't laugh — Maya Angelou

Once your rights to yourself are surrendered to God, your true personal nature begins responding to God immediately. Jesus Christ brings freedom to your total person, and even your individuality is transformed. The transformation is brought about by love - personal devotion to Jesus. Love is the overflowing result of one person in true fellowship with another. — Oswald Chambers

Own your history and be who you are. To hide bits and pieces of yourself out of shame or fear is to be half-alive. To offer only half of yourself to others is to cheat them and yourself. — Margo Christie

The sentences still form in my mind, and thoughts still do their little show-off dance, but I know my thought patterns so well now that they don't bother me anymore. My thoughts have become like old neighbors, kind of bothersome but ultimately rather endearing - Mr. and Mrs. Yakkity-Yak and their three dumb children, Blah, Blah and Blah. But they don't agitate my home. There's room for all of us in this neighborhood. — Elizabeth Gilbert