Alter / Age Grau / Gray Haar / Hair Herz / Heart Weiß / Knows
As the arteries grow hard, the heart grows soft.
At the age of 41, I'm glad I still have hair.
Gray hair is God's graffiti.
He has your finger, but I have your heart.
Pain is pain, hurt is hurt, fear is fear, anger is anger, and it has no color.
I hate when a guy brags... or he sweats.
All grand thoughts come from the heart.
Doing what you want to do is easy. Doing what you have to do is hard.
Great thoughts come from the heart.