I try and live my life in bite-size chunks.

I live for competition. It makes my life complete.

I really like to live my life in a low-key fashion.

I live my life very clean and transparent - so I have nothing to hide.

I realize that I cannot live without a spiritual dimension in my life.

I live my life like an open book, even though it's open on the wrong page.

I don't do things for the response or for the controversy. I just live my life.

I try to live my life, do what I want, and just let everything else follow along.

I can live my life, I can be at Disneyland and eat fried chicken, and that's my choice.

I live my life in a sea of clothes. And it's fantastic to be able to use them and play with them.

I try to live honestly in every aspect of my life, which can make things a bit more complicated, right?

Cincinnati beats you up for three days, and all of a sudden it's doom and gloom. I cannot live my life that way.

I don't live in the spotlight, and I don't live my life in front of the paparazzi. I live very comfortably and quietly as possible.

I'm one of the lucky actors in television. I don't make a lot of big waves, but there's constant activity, and that's the way I prefer to live my life.

I don't live my life as a writer. I'm a mother, an African-American woman, and I do everything that everybody else does - cook and a little bit of cleaning.

If I could live in New York the rest of my life, I absolutely would, but it's also prohibitively expensive and you have to be working. New York is a lot nicer when you have a job.

There's nothing I want less than a piece of cheese or a burger. I have nightmares I'm being force-fed these things. I have no interest in converting anyone. It's purely how I want to live my life. I don't judge anyone.

I live my life not to please my pastor or my church or fellow Christians. I live my life according to my own convictions and morals and core values and principles, and a lot of times, that's not going to add up to other Christians.

I'm a twin, but only I emerged live from the womb. The fact that I was originally one half of a duo gave rise to a theory, much propounded in newspaper profiles, that my life has been one desperate effort to compensate for that stillborn brother.

I know that when a fighter is out of the ring for more than two years, when he comes back he isn't the same anymore. Each fighter is different. But each must think, even if something goes wrong, 'I have to make this decision and live with it for the rest of my life.'

I don't know what it's like to be an arm amputee, or have even one flesh-and-bone leg, or to have cerebral palsy. I don't speak for such huge and diverse groups. What I've tried to do, what I've been fortunate to do, is to live my live and create my life as I've wanted to create it.

I'm growing up and continuing to learn from my mistakes and trying not to make the same ones over and over again, but am I going to live in a shell, or am I just going to hide from everybody and not do anything? I don't think that's the way I should live my life, and I'm not going to do it.

For my own part, I have been wont to converse with poverty; and however disagreeable a companion she may be thought to be by the affluent and luxurious, who were never acquainted with her, I can live happily with her the remainder of my life if I can thereby contribute to the redemption of my country.

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