The worst gift that I ever gave a girl was a suitcase for Christmas. As in 'I can't think of anything to give you but here's a new suitcase.' Afterward I was like 'What were you thinking idiot?'
I love the smell of shampoo on a girl's hair. You can walk past someone and...
Windows are as essential to office prestige as Christmas is to retailing.
The only power deserving the name is that of masses and of governments while they make themselves the organ of the tendencies and instincts of masses.