Every Wednesday my husband and I have a study group with our friends. I attend church. We try to devote time in the morning say a prayer.

I should just put it bluntly because we're all sort of friends here now - it's exceedingly likely that my greatest success is behind me. Oh so Jesus what a thought! You know that's the kind of thought that could lead a person to start drinking gin at nine o'clock in the morning and I don't want to go there.

I draw flowers every day and send them to my friends so they get fresh blooms every morning.

Old friends pass away new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend - or a meaningful day.

Our American friends offer us money arms and advice. We take the money we take the arms and we decline the advice.

From paying off friends' tax bills to rescuing stray dogs and stuffing £20 notes into the hands of homeless people I can't get rid of my money fast enough.

Money couldn't buy friends but you got a better class of enemy.

Nowadays nothing but money counts: a fortune brings honors friendships the poor man everywhere lies low.

Neither soldiers nor money can defend a king but only friends won by good deeds merit and honesty.

You loan your friend money. You see them again they don't say nothin' 'bout the money. 'Hi how ya doin'? How's ya mama doing?' Man how's my money doin'?

I'd asked around 10 or 15 people for suggestions. Finally one lady friend asked the right question 'Well what do you love most?' That's how I started painting money.

Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love and then for a few close friends and then for money.

President Obama's view of a free economy is to send your money to his friends. My vision for a free enterprise economy is to return entrepreneurship and genius and creativity to the American people!

There are three faithful friends - an old wife an old dog and ready money.

Banks have a new image. Now you have 'a friend ' your friendly banker. If the banks are so friendly how come they chain down the pens?

I love getting my nails done. My mom's best friend is a manicurist. When I was little she'd do little paintings on my nails like flowers.

Cancer has been unfortunately in my life. My mom's best friend is kicking ass in her battle with breast cancer. Both of my grandmas had cancer. I recently lost a friend to cancer.

When I was six years old my friend was auditioning for 'Annie ' and I decided I wanted to audition with her. My mom was worried I would fall flat on my face because I'd never opened my mouth to sing so she sent me to vocal lessons. I did the audition and fell in love with the entire process of a show.

My mom was so people-friendly. She was incredible. She'd go to the mall and she'd talk to everyone. Give people a kiss on the cheek. I think if I wasn't pushed around a lot I'd be great with people. Maybe I still can be.

When I was 11 my friend's mom made a peanut butter sandwich. I ate the sandwich and was like 'I'm never eating anything else again.' And I still eat peanut butter every day. I would put peanut butter on a steak.

I'm named after a horse. My mom's best friend had a horse named Brooke so my dad suggested 'Brooklyn' as a more formal version and it just stuck - and now I live in Brooklyn part-time so go figure.

I remember my mom saying to me that what your friends do is one thing but what you do could be on the front page of the paper.

I deal with postpartum feelings by reaching out to mom friends. I became very close with some of the women in my prenatal yoga class.

To this day my mom's unsinkable spirit is an inspiration to me. For nearly thirty years she's worked at the Library of Congress. Everyone knows Sameha simply as 'Sami.' Along with 500 miles of shelved books her closest friendships are cataloged in that library. They are as much the value of work to my mom as is the work itself.