The pretty ones are usually unhappy. They expect everyone to be enamored of their beauty. How can a person be content when their happiness lies in someone else's hands, ready to be crushed at any moment? Ordinary-looking people are far superior, because they are forced to actually work hard to achieve their goals, instead of expecting people to fall all over themselves to help them.
I think one can tell a lot about a person from the way he chooses to let the stub of his cigarette burn out...
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
I crushed high school. I was a huge dork.
I'm crushed by the responsibility of writing a satirical book.