Every time I think about that girl, my mind commits a sin.

But in the end, black can never be white, one plus one must always equal two, and Mara Lynn was a normal little girl.

…girls were like poems: weird, incomprehensible and boring, but those “in the know” assured me that they were beautiful.

The night seemed suddenly defiled by the absence of music, as if the silence itself was injecting a sickness that only another song could cure.

When left unsatisfied, lust becomes violence.

TMT, too much testosterone. Way more dangerous than TNT.

Strong could be dealt with—but crazy? Oh no. You never knew what the crazy were going to do.

Keep away from physicians. It is all probing and guessing and pretending with them. They leave it to Nature to cure in her own time, but they take the credit. As well as very fat fees.

She said that you've break my heart

In JavaScript, there is a beautiful, elegant, highly expressive language that is buried under a steaming pile of good intentions and blunders.

When people call me a role model it puts the fear of god into me, because I feel like I'm destined to fail.

I'm not against work, I think work is great, I work a lot; but if you want to play, the consequences must not be important.

But actors at a certain point take the best of what's available to them.

Knowing your deepest intention can be your guiding force in the creation of a better life.

I don't think anyone here supports the legislation. But I'd like to hear you at least say that you don't support spanking by any parent, because you choose not to do it. You must think it's wrong.