I believe the ability to think is blessed. If you can think about a situation, you can deal with it. The big struggle is to keep your head clear enough to think.
Richard PryorRead
I think about being married again, having a home and a wife. No one can ever be married too many times, and maybe if I keep trying I'll get it right one day.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a hopeful attitude toward love and marriage, suggesting that persistence may lead to success.
Richard Pryor's quote reflects a positive perspective on the institution of marriage, emphasizing that the experience of love can be a journey filled with attempts and learning. The notion that one can repeatedly seek marriage indicates an openness to the idea that each attempt brings a chance for growth and possibly a fulfilling relationship in the future.
In practice
During a wedding toast, one might refer to this quote to emphasize the beauty of love's journey.
I believe the ability to think is blessed. If you can think about a situation, you can deal with it. The big struggle is to keep your head clear enough to think.
There was a time in my life when I thought I had everything - millions of dollars, mansions, cars, nice clothes, beautiful women, and every other materialistic thing you can imagine. Now I struggle for peace.
I went to Zimbabwe. I know how white people feel in America now; relaxed! Cause when I heard the police car I knew they weren't coming after me!
Imagine people calling you to find out if you're dead. I've led a real crazy life at times, and I've had many strange things happen to me, but that was one of the strangest.
The way I see it, the earth is going to be here after we're dead and gone. Even if it's a polluted planet, and they messed it up. Where do they go from here - to another planet so they can mess that up too?
You work your butt off and somebody says you can't have your record played because it offends them. Tyrants are made of such stuff.
Nothing is more true, more real, than the primeval magnetic disturbances that two souls may communicate to one another, through the tiny sparks of a moment's glance.
The child is in me still and sometimes not so still.
We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.
I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
Of all the rash and midnight promises made in the name of love, none, Boone now knew, was more certain to be broken than "I'll never leave you.
I purified my lips with sacred fire that I might speak of love, but when I opened my mouth to speak, I found myself mute.
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