“I always sort of talk about - to myself at least, or to my friends, about wanting to just keep life very simple. I've found it most simple here in New York. You know, it's basically I have a, in a way, a 9-to-5 job, you know? I do eight shows a week. I live in New York City. I get to walk everywhere, and you know, just be one of the people of the city. And it's actually wonderful.” PeopleKnowsWayShowsJobsFoundSimpleWalksCitiesWonderfulWeekNew YorkMy FriendsEightNew York City Author:Bradley Cooper
“I think the hard thing about this job [stand-up] I mean, I think this part is great but that the traveling is y'know, 'cause 'cause I'm gone a lot from home and this time I'm out for three-and-a-half weeks without going home, and that's hard, to be gone three-and-a-half weeks 'cause then I have to ask my friends, "Would you mind going to the house and watering the plants, and turn some lights on and make it look like somebody's home, and make sure that the mobile over the crib isn't tangled or the baby's gonna get bored.” ThinkingKnowsMindLooksMeanHardHomeLightJobsTurnsThreeAsksHouseCausesHalfGoneWeekBabyMy FriendsPlantBoredMobileHard ThingsTangledGoing Home Author:Ellen DeGeneres
“exercise will never be my lover. Or even my friend. For me, a workout is more like an annoying coworker I have to see a few times a week.” WeekLoversExerciseMy FriendsAnnoyingFitnessWorkoutMy LoverCoworker Author:Alissa Nutting
“I want to see all the countries in the world and learn all the languages. I want to have thousands of friends and I want all my friends to be different. I want to play six instruments. I want to be the best in the world at two things. I want to be a great athlete and I want to be a great surgeon. I need to practice very hard every day. I need to sleep as little as possible. I need to read at least one major book every week. And I need to remember that my seventy years are going to go by too quickly.” WorldWantNeedsYearsLittlesTwoBookDifferentCountryHardPlayRememberLanguageSleepPracticeWeekYouthSixAmbitionMajorsMy FriendsInstrumentsAthleteTwo ThingsBeing The BestSeventiesSurgeonsGreat Athlete Author:Diana Nyad
“I have a friend, a pastor, who applied with me and 419 other people for 25 seats on a special advisory board. Though I believed she was infinitely more qualified than me, she wasn't selected and I was. When I saw her at her church weeks later, I asked her how she felt about the decision. While disappointment, self-doubt and defeat would have been normal reactions to the Board's decision, my friend said she felt great. 'How come?' I asked. She said with a smile, 'I just figured God had something better in store for me.'” PeopleHas BeensSaidSelfFeltChurchDecisionDoubtSawsWeekSpecialNormalMy FriendsDefeatDisappointmentStoresReactionsBoardsSeatsPastorQualifiedSomething BetterSelectedSelf-doubtAdvisory Author:Jack Canfield
“One of my friends continued to ask me when was I going to start the group. One particular time she asked me, someone else asked the same thing later on in the week. I believe that was definitely the Lord speaking and prompting me to start it.” BelieveAsksI BelieveLordGroupsWeekParticularMy FriendsAsk Me Author:Mike Willis
“It's like before my wife and I moved. Our house was full of boxes and there was a U-Haul truck in our driveway. My friend comes over and says Hey, you moving? Nope. We just pack our stuff up once or twice a week to see how many boxes it takes. Here's your sign.” MovingHouseStuffWifeWeekMy FriendsMovedBoxesMy WifeHeyPacksTruckHaulHey YouDrivewayU Haul Author:Bill Engvall
“I think any person who goes to Rikers is criminalized, even just for visiting. I go back every week to see my friends in there. When you go to see a criminal, you are by relation a criminal and subject to be treated like one.” ThinkingPersonsWeekSubjectsMy FriendsRelationCriminalsTreatedVisiting Author:Cecily McMillan
“I'd moved to L.A., and everyone's actors here and writers, they were like super emotional and super in touch with their feelings, and it seemed like every two weeks one of my friend just coming to me and, like, you hurt my feelings the other day, dude.” TwoFeelingsActorsHurtWeekEmotionalLike YouMy FriendsMovedTwo WeeksHurt My Feelings Author:Seth Rogen
“For my 50th birthday I just want to make it all make sense [being exactly half introvert], and then a couple of weeks later do the blow-out with all my friends.” WantHalfWeekCoupleMy FriendsBlowMake SenseIntrovert50th Birthday Author:Dar Williams
“To be honest, when I'm home, every day is a Friday for me. It doesn't really matter what day it is for me. A lot of my friends actually have time off during the week, and so it doesn't prohibit me from enjoying myself when I am home on a Monday or a Tuesday.” MatterHomeEnjoyWeekHonestMy FriendsBeing HonestMondayFridayTuesdayTime Off Author:Danica Patrick
“The reason I know what we are to each other is because we fight freely and almost constantly, about even the smallest thing. In fact, once we didn't speak for an entire week because he didn't like the way I loaded his dishwasher...I can't decide if we're exact opposites, or somehow exactly the same except for minor cosmetic differences. I do know that all of his friends hate me and all of my friends hate him. We drive each other crazy in ways that nobody else can even touch. We never bore each other. And we both realize what a rare thing this is.” IfsKnowsWayI CanReasonFactsHateFightingSpeakRealizingDifferencesWeekCrazyMy FriendsOppositesBoresMinorsSmallestLoadedHate MeCosmeticsHate HimRare ThingsDishwashers Author:Augusten Burroughs
“I might have known,” said Eeyore. “After all, one can’t complain. I have my friends. Somebody spoke to me only yesterday. And was it last week or the week before that Rabbit bumped into me and said ‘Bother!’. The Social Round. Always something going on.” SaidMightLastsSocialKnownWeekMy FriendsRoundsComplainingYesterdayBotherSpokesRabbitsWinnie The Pooh Friend Book:Winnie-the-Pooh Source: Winnie-the-Pooh
“His mother got her purse. His father reached for the door. "Scooter," he said, by way of good-bye, "have fun with your friends." But Hale was shaking his head. He put his arm around Kat's shoulders. "She's not my friend, Dad. She's my girlfriend." Hale's parents must have walked away, but Kat wasn't looking. She was too busy staring up at Hale, trying to see into his eyes and know if he was okay. The sadness that had lingered for weeks was fading, and the boy that held her was the boy she knew. A boy who kissed her lightly.” IfsKnowsWayTryingSaidEyeMotherFatherFunParentBoysDoorsWeekSadnessArmsDadMy FriendsOkayBusyShouldersHaving FunStaringGirlfriendHis EyesShakingToo BusyPursesByeMy GirlfriendGood ByeFadingHaleScooters Author:Ally Carter