Gossip is the sound of jealously.

If you want to catch your dreams, you have to drop your fears.

She always, She always wanted to express herself but no one cared, So she stopped, She was crushed, Stiff & lifeless, Like everything else.

Nations and civilizations rise, flourish for a time, and then decay. Eventually each comes to an end. This, because of sin, is the decree of history and the way of life on this planet.

A lie is a lieeven if everyone believes it.

There is a peculiar burning odor in the room, like explosives. the kitchen fills with smoke and the hot, sweet, ashy smell of scorched cookies. The war has begun.

Before I did 'How I Met Your Mother,' I was not considered a comedic actress.

The question who ought to be boss is like who ought to be the tenor in the quartet? Obviously, the man who can sing tunor.

Woman's weakness, not man's merit, oftenest gains the suitor's victory.

I use the music almost as a compass in some kind of quasi-romantic way. I try and go to places that I'm intrigued by, and I take this music with me, using my name at the front.

We can Fire a missile across the world with pinpoint accuracy, but we trouble keeping a date with our children to go to the library.

You need people who can walk their companies into the future rather than back them into the future.