#skin

They been callin up here, asking when I am gonna get out. When I hit bricks, it all belongs to me. ↗

— Suge Knight

#asking #been #belongs #bricks #get

I think there are different ways of being rigorous, and I am asking people to be as rigorous in their pleasure as in their criticism. ↗

— Barbara Kruger

#asking #being #criticism #different #different ways

That means that every human being - without distinction of sex, age, race, skin color, language, religion, political view, or national or social origin - possesses an inalienable and untouchable dignity. ↗

— Hans Kung

#being #color #dignity #distinction #every

If you meet somebody who's spent any length of time in prison, you don't let your guard down. Ever. And really, that's what that was about-if you open up too much, you're asking to get your teeth kicked in. ↗

— Tim Roth

#asking #down #ever #get #guard

I wouldn't mind meeting some of the people I've attempted to portray from the olden, olden days. They probably would all have really terrible skin and horrible bad breath, and I'd have to give them an Altoid. ↗

— Geoffrey Rush

#bad #bad breath #breath #days #give

Aristotle could have avoided the mistake of thinking that women have fewer teeth than men, by the simple device of asking Mrs. Aristotle to keep her mouth open while he counted. ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#asking #avoided #could #counted #device

No; we have been as usual asking the wrong question. It does not matter a hoot what the mockingbird on the chimney is singing. The real and proper question is: Why is it beautiful? ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#beautiful #been #chimney #does #hoot

By looking at the questions the kids are asking, we learn the scope of what needs to be done. ↗

— Buffy Sainte-Marie

#done #kids #learn #looking #needs

If you ask men why they did a good job, they'll say, 'I'm awesome. Obviously. Why are you even asking?' If you ask women why they did a good job, what they'll say is someone helped them, they got lucky, they worked really hard. ↗

— Sheryl Sandberg

#asking #awesome #did #even #good

Your mother holds you skin on skin and when you enter this world, feeds you with her own body; skin on skin. Your father runs his fingers over your tear stained cheek, presses his lips to your forehead; skin on skin. You make love, skin on skin with a man you love, a beautiful man. And then, if you’re lucky your own baby will enter this world and you’ll hold her skin on skin, feed her with your body skin on skin. It’s a magical thing. ↗

— Madeline Sheehan

#mother #skin #beauty