It isn’t the mountains that wear you out; it’s the pebble in your shoe.

We walk the same path, but got on different shoes, live in the same building, but we got different views

A lot of people think this is a goodie two-shoes talking. But we do have a tendency to complain rather than celebrating who we are. I learned at my mother’s knee it’s better to appreciate what’s happening… I think we kind of talk ourselves into the negative sometimes.

When people tell me nothing has changed, I say come walk in my shoes and I will show you change.

A jump shot can get you a shoe deal, a big house, a supermodel, fancy cars, a bunch of yes men, a Swiss bank account. But none of these things can get you a jump shot

In the Muslim world, this notion that somehow everything is the fault of the Israelis lacks balance – because there’s two sides to every question. That doesn’t mean that sometimes one side has done something wrong and should not be condemned. But it does mean there’s always two sides to an issue. I say the same thing to my Jewish friends, which is you have to see the perspective of the Palestinians. Learning to stand in somebody else’s shoes to see through their eyes, that’s how peace begins. And it’s up to you to make that happen.

I am reminded of a piece of advice my father gave me regarding shoes. …He said it is better to buy one good pair of shoes than four cheap ones. One pair made of fine leather could outlast four inferior pairs and, if well-cared-for, would continue to proclaim your good judgment and taste no matter how old they become.

The past is a pebble in my shoe.

You can try on our suede underwear if you choose. Do what you want, but don’t step on my blue suede shoes.

You want to go to a summer concert and not watch a band staring at its shoes for six hours and complaining.

I can’t not put myself in the shoes of every person I pass.

I’d love to have a shoe line, or a sunglasses line, or a purse line. Who am I kidding, I’d like to have an everything line!

There comes a moment during a job interview when you’re still talking, but you might as well take off your shoes.

I flew on Air Force Two for eight years, and now I have to take off my shoes to get on an aeroplane.

A friend and I flew south with our children. During the week we spent together I took off my shoes, let down my hair, took apart my psyche, cleaned the pieces, and put them together again in much improved condition. I feel like a car that’s just had a tune-up. Only another woman could have acted as the mechanic.

People used to make records, as in the record of an event, the event of people playing music in a room, and now everything’s cross-marketing, its about sunglasses and shoes, or guns and drugs that you choose.

When I believe in something, I support it fully. On that note, I totally don’t support Velcro shoes.

Because I have some amazing shoes and bags and stories that need to be appreciated.

It’s one thing if everyone wears the same shoes or drinks the same soda. But the world of literature is the last place in which globalization should mean homogeneity.

If I’m an advocate for anything, it’s to move. As far as you can, as much as you can. Across the ocean, or simply across the river. The extent to which you can walk in someone else’s shoes or at least eat their food, it’s a plus for everybody. Open your mind, get up off the couch, move.

Each side has legitimate aspirations – and that’s part of what makes peace so hard. And the deadlock will only be broken when each side learns to stand in the other’s shoes; each side can see the world through the other’s eyes. That’s what we should be encouraging. That’s what we should be promoting.

Portland is a really great city, especially because I’m a shopper and there’s no sales tax! That really adds up so fast, because in California, a $1000 pair of shoes ends up costing another $100.

Baseball people are generally allergic to new ideas; it took years to persuade them to put numbers on uniforms, and it is the hardest thing in the world to get Major League Baseball to change anything—even spikes on a new pair of shoes—but they will eventually…they are bound to.

Only curiosity about the fate of others, the ability to put ourselves in their shoes, and the will to enter their world through the magic of imagination, creates this shock of recognition. Without this empathy there can be no genuine dialogue, and we as individuals and nations will remain isolated and alien, segregated and fragmented.

You have to realise that I am the third out of six children, and I am raised with very strong core values and a very strong upbringing. I always put myself in other people’s shoes.

I shall begin my march for Camp tomorrow morning. It was not in my power to move until I could procure shoes for the troops almost barefoot.

The late Estee Lauder says you can never wear white shoes after Labor Day. But of course, in today’s world, that does not exist.

I love jeans, T-shirts, boots, and tennis shoes.

Before you judge a man, walk a mile in his shoes. After that who cares?… He’s a mile away and you’ve got his shoes!

Fashions fade, style is eternal. – Yves Saint-LaurentThe most important thing to remember is that you can wear all the greatest clothes and all the greatest shoes, but you’ve got to have a good spirit on the inside. That’s what’s really going to make you look like you’re ready to rock the world. – Alicia KeysIt’s a new era in fashion – there are no rules. It’s all about the individual and personal style, wearing high-end, low-end, classic labels, and up-and-coming designers all together.

I had a great shoe contract and glove contract with a company who paid me a lot of money never to be seen using their stuff.

We had one idiot put a bomb in a shoe, and now everybody’s got to take their shoes off? Where’s the bra bomber at? I say, if we’ve gotta wait in line, let’s make it fun for everybody.

Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you’re tired. Every atom in you has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes nonstop from mitosis to now. Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance inside themselves without you.

Why did I lose? No reason, though you might like to know that I got tired, my ears started popping, the rubber came off my shoes, I got cramp, and I lost one of my contact lenses. Other than that I was in great shape.

Jack believed in something—he believed in white witches and sleighs pulled by wolves, and in the world the trees obscured. He believed that there were better things in the woods. He believed in palaces of ice and hearts to match. Hazel had, too. Hazel had believed in woodsmen and magic shoes and swanskins and the easy magic of a compass. She had believed that because someone needing saving they were savable. She had believed in these things, but not anymore. And this is why she had to rescue Jack, even though he might not hear what she had to tell him.