#ren

I try to parent equally, but I think little girls are a little more sensitive. ↗

— Don Johnson

#i #i think #little #little girls #more

Kids - in a really good way - can talk about their differences without the baggage that adults have. ↗

— Jim McKay

#baggage #differences #good #good way #kids

We must respect the other fellow's religion, but only in the sense and to the extent that we respect his theory that his wife is beautiful and his children smart. ↗

— H. L. Mencken

#children #extent #fellow #his #must

I like throwing snowballs at small children. ↗

— Sam Mendes

#i #like #small #small children #throwing

I want to try and work in different genres with different types of actors, on small movies and big movies. ↗

— Sam Mendes

#different #different genres #different types #genres #i

Britain, today, educates 4.8 million primary school children in Britain. And we educate five million primary school children around the developing world, at a cost of 2.5 per cent of what we spend on British children. ↗

— Andrew Mitchell

#britain #british #cent #children #cost

Culture and tradition have to change little by little. So 'new' means a little twist, a marriage of Japanese technique with French ingredients. My technique. Indian food, Korean food; I put Italian mozzarella cheese with sashimi. I don't think 'new new new.' I'm not a genius. A little twist. ↗

— Masaharu Morimoto

#cheese #culture #food #french #genius

I buy soy sauce and flavor it five different ways: with sake, mirin, sugar, kombu and bonito flakes. I use them on lots of dishes at home. ↗

— Masaharu Morimoto

#different #different ways #dishes #five #flavor

My dad was an absentee dad, so it was always important to me that I was part of my daughter's life, and she deserved two parents, which is part of the rationale behind us staying married for 30 years. ↗

— Samuel L. Jackson

#always #behind #dad #daughter #deserved

When you are old, at evening candle-lit beside the fire bending to your wool, read out my verse and murmur, "Ronsard writ this praise for me when I was beautiful." And not a maid but, at the sound of it, though nodding at the stitch on broidered stool, will start awake, and bless love's benefit whose long fidelities bring Time to school. I shall be thin and ghost beneath the earth by myrtle shade in quiet after pain, but you, a crone, will crouch beside the hearth mourning my love and all your proud disdain. And since what comes to-morrow who can say? Live, pluck the roses of the world to-day. ↗

— Pierre de Ronsard

#helene #love #beauty