Ludacris Song Quotes & Sayings

Creative expression and visual comprehension are really the handmaidens of art. One cannot thrive without the other. — Ken Danby

I made my first song when I was 9 years old. Just beating on garbage cans, having people beat box. — Ludacris

Life is about choosing, experiencing, learning, and choosing again. — Melissa Heisler

The point of sloths is to bring a sense of wonder, magic, and happiness to all other species. Did you know that every other animal's favorite animal is the sloth? — Ann Burton

Where should he go? He wanted to find a building out of which he could jump and kill himself. How about the temple? No, it only had two stories. Too low. How about the elementary school? No, his ghost might frighten the children if he died there, and people would condemn him. — Ha Jin

The vast majority of Pittsburghers don't come from any kind of serious dough. — Michael Keaton

As I remember, the worst result of a World War II block was a flood of Argentine Gin. Sensitive martini-boys and Gibson-girls still shudder ... — Mary Francis Kennedy Fisher

We lie to ourselves about the smallest details, and we lie to ourselves about our largest life choices. — Cortney S. Warren

Then again, they're not scripted and I feel it's virtually impossible to be anything but yourself when you're in front of the cameras and cooking so there is a measure of truth in what you see. — Nigella Lawson

I made my first complete song when I was 9. — Ludacris

I am all about health ... and to me, size is not what defines your health. — Teri Hatcher

I usually write songs when I'm in a car by myself and it's
usually dangerous because I'm writin' and drivin' at the same time. — Ludacris

After Max's outburst at lunchtime, he steered clear of me the rest of the day, and after school, I rode out to Freak Lake to think. The leaves had long passed the bright orange phase and faded into brown, and the grass on the side of the road was stiff and dead. — Dan Wells

Your positive thinker may do well in suburbia but I'd rather be with a lucid depressive in the Arctic, where survival depends on precision and not fooling yourself about your chances on the ice. — Gwyneth Lewis

Anna and Emma just poofed."
"What?"
"I was standing there. I was watching them. I was holding Anna's hand when it happened."
Astrid rose and without really thinking about it wrapped her arms around Sam like she did when she was trying to comfort Little Pete.
But unlike Little Pete, Sam responded to her touch by awkwardly hugging her back. For a moment his face was in her hair and she heard his ragged breathing close to her ear. And it seemed like they might do it again, the kissing thing, but then, both at once, they pushed away.
"She was scared," Sam said. "Anna, I mean. She saw Emma disappear. They were born just six minutes apart. So, first Emma. Then Anna, waiting for it. Knowing it was coming. — Michael Grant