I always find it kind of embarrassing kind of funny and kind of exciting. In New York I'm recognized a lot although nobody says anything. You know they stare at you just a second too long. But in Paris it's not as commonplace to be recognized.
Judgment traps you within the limitations of your comparisons. It inhibits freedom.
The Paris peace talks kept a roof over my head and food on the table and clothes on my back because if something was said going in or coming out I had the rent for the month.
There is no reasoning no process of inference or comparison there is no thinking about things no putting two and two together there are no ideas - the animal does not think of the box or of the food or of the act he is to perform.
Love is the total absence of fear. Love asks no questions. Its natural state is one of extension and expansion not comparison and measurement.
Jealousy is the fear of comparison.
I don't feel famous and I didn't want my autobiography to be like a Paris Hilton story.
The countries who do the best in international comparisons whether it's Finland or Japan Denmark or Singapore do well because they have professional teachers who are respected and they also have family and community which support learning.
Do I ever think Gossip will be really massive in America? No I don't think it'll happen - and that's fine. It's kind of nice because I get to experience everything at once. I get to come home and it not be weird like in Paris or something. It is nice to be completely anonymous.
The only relevant test of the validity of a hypothesis is comparison of prediction with experience.
The only book by a modern president that bears serious comparison with Obama's 'Dreams From My Father' is Jimmy Carter's short campaign autobiography 'Why Not the Best? ' published in 1975.
In Nicaragua liberty equality and the rule of law were the stuff of dreams. But in Paris I discovered the value of those words.
Reality seems valueless by comparison with the dreams of fevered imaginations reality is therefore abandoned.
We all dream we do not understand our dreams yet we act as if nothing strange goes on in our sleep minds strange at least by comparison with the logical purposeful doings of our minds when we are awake.
But I'm blessed to work with great people. I collaborate with brilliant stylists both here and in Paris. I work with a great design team. I really allow everyone to bring their ideas. I almost rely on them to inspire me.
Death comes at you no matter what you do in this life and to equate drugs with death is a facile comparison.
True love makes the thought of death frequent easy without terrors it merely becomes the standard of comparison the price one would pay for many things.