The parents of teenagers would love to have a car that won't go very far or go very fast. They could just cruise around the neighborhood, drive it to school, see their friends, plug it in overnight. Clayton Christensen carcruisedrive Change image and share on social
For love is a willful stirring of our thoughts unto God, so that it receive nothing that is against the love of Jesus Christ, and therewith that it be lasting in sweetness of devotion; and that is the perfection of this life. Richard Rolle christdevotiongod share on social
By 1968, I had lived 10 years in Michigan. Gradually, I had come to love watching Detroit's baseball club in its small, beautiful, antiquated Tiger Stadium - a baseball park as fine as Fenway Park or Wrigley Field, though it never got the adulatory press. Donald Hall adulatoryantiquatebaseball share on social
I love a good road trip. And I have been known to sing cheesy '80s songs at the top of my lungs on a windy road when no one can hear. Morena Baccarin 80scheesygood Change image and share on social
I had so many older brothers who beat up on me, so I'm a tough kid. I love mixed martial arts, weapons training, guns, knives, driving fast cars and motorcycles. Kellan Lutz artbeatbrother Change image and share on social
I love the idea of going to work and having to fight and learn a new skill set, whether it's muay Thai or Kali or Filipino stick fighting. To me, it's like college for life. Jeremy Renner collegefightfilipino Change image and share on social
I like to peel it and share it with friends. You can spread the love with an orange. Gina Rodriguez friendloveorange Change image and share on social
My hunch is that pop culture began to stagnate the moment Americans started to love the past more than they did the future. Graydon Carter americanbeginculture Change image and share on social
I've always overworked in the weight room. I love working with weights. I knew they'd give me the strength I needed. Florence Griffith Joyner givehaveknow Change image and share on social
New York was no mere city. It was instead an infinitely romantic notion, the mysterious nexus of all love and money and power, the shining and perishable dream itself. Joan Didion citydreaminfinitely Change image and share on social
