Elvis and I continued to be friends, and I saw him once or twice a year. But he was a troubled person.
You can change friends but not neighbours.
It is inevitable that those to whom is vouchsafed a long life of usefulness should outlive the friends of their youth.
I've always liked being funny and making people laugh. I was a cut-up when I was a kid and was always doing bits for my friends and family. I remember doing pratfalls on the playground in fourth grade for my friend and really hurting my hip.
The reality is that most celebrity defendants are extremely unknowledgeable, naive, and vulnerable, and if they get into trouble, they usually call their lawyer friends who handle criminal cases, and if they don't know any, they call their business lawyers, who then refer them to lawyer friends of theirs.
One of the biggest problems out there that I hear from my friends in the business community is that there's no lending, that it's tough to get a loan today.
But thanks to my invention, my capitalist friends and I were able to bring the government to its knees.
I'll fly Away took place in the 50's and 60's in America's South, and there are a couple of scenes where me and my friends are supposed to be skinny dipping with these girls.
How I measure riches is by the friends I have and the loved ones I have and the people that I care about in my life, and that's where my values are and that's where my riches are.
Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.
I love Santa Monica and Venice because I like the beach. I have a lot of friends in that area.
If the food of friendship is time together, how do we make the time to ensure we're all fed? My friends and I have recently come across a way to keep each other close. It fits into our lifestyles despite busy schedules and a surfeit of children. We call it the 'kibbutz.'
I'm not looking to get away from anything. I like what I've done. I like what I get to do and I enjoy working with my friends. I loved those movies, but this is incredible.
The reason most people don't express their individuality and actually deny it, is not fear of what prime ministers think of us or the head of the federal reserve, It's what their families and their friends down at the bar are going to think of them.
It's one thing for the people in the industry to know who you are, because they've heard about you earlier. I have friends calling me from the Christian bookstore because there's a poster on the wall. It's just weird.
I have friends who have a CD mastering plant in Hollywood and they are very sceptical about European record labels' understanding of digital technology.
I have friends that tease me about 'Without a Trace;' they say, 'You're really good at saying, 'Have you seen this person?'
People are at their happiest if they are true to themselves. I think that applies to their chosen profession, friends and relationships. It goes for your health too. If you are true to yourself, it seems to me everything should work out pretty well.
For me, stories were brothers, sisters and friends, filling the long hours between childhood and adolescence, holding up a true mirror in which I might find out who I was rather than a distorted reflection of who I was expected to become.
At this time when I turn 50, because so there's many of my friends and family who didn't get to see 50-years-old, and so, I'm celebrating for them too.
My friends and the people I know understand that I'm going to ask them what they're doing, how they're dating, who they're dating, where they're going and what they're doing. I'm constantly asking those questions and making sure I'm in touch with the customer.
When I was in elementary school, I was very interested in science already. I must have been ten or eleven years old. I started experiments with chemistry sets at my home in Mexico. I was able to borrow a bathroom and convert it to a laboratory. My parents supported it. They were pleased. My friends just tolerated it.
I once bought a $150,000 car just because my friends told me to. Not because I wanted it. Because they told me to.
Being recognized by The Forum of Young Global Leaders is a testament to Colliers International and the progress we have made as part of a global community. I feel extremely fortunate to be surrounded by professionals whose overriding mission is to accelerate the success of our clients, colleagues, and friends around the world.
We'd love it if everybody had a Kickstarter project. I believe that everyone has some kind of creative project that they think about - whether it's something small they'd like to do over a weekend with friends, or it's the film they've always wanted to make, whatever.
We did this two-week boot camp before we filmed the movie. I got to know everybody in the group and we became friends. We got really tight throughout those two weeks.
I've definitely made sure to surround myself with friends who are going to protect me.
Future. That period of time in which our affairs prosper, our friends are true and our happiness is assured.
I don't have friends, I have thousands of acquaintances. No friends. I figured I had a wife and children.
I am happy to have some friends here in the kitchen.
I have a lot of male friends.
There are days when I look at my news feed, and it seems like a social fabric of fun - a video of the first steps of my friends' baby! My nephew's prom date! On other days, it feels like a NASCAR vehicle, plastered with news stories, promoted posts, lame Live videos, and random content.
I haven't got any friends from where I grew up, but that's not to do with fame.
Most of my friends are women - I quite fancied being a woman in a way.
Thankfully, I have my mom and a small group of close friends who are there for me 24/7 and whom I can trust and depend on.
Is it not important to find out how to listen not only to what is being said but to everything - to the noise in the streets, to the chatter of birds, to the noise of the tramcar, to the restless sea, to the voice of your husband, to your wife, to your friends, to the cry of a baby?