I am the youngest of four siblings, and were all so close. I dont know where I would be without my brothers and sister. I secretly believe that my parents love me the most!

I'm sure that blondes have more fun, but I think that as a brunette I might work more.

I know many people have said it before, but there is nothing a cup of coffee and a new pair of shoes can't fix!

What happens when it’s 2 a.m. and you’re alone in a hotel room with the devil’s minibar? Minibar – one; Marissa – zero.

I grew up in Bedford, N.Y., and it was close enough to Jones Beach on Long Island that every summer my mother would pack the car for the day, and we would drive to the beach!

I work out every day, and I eat 1,200 calories. Heres the truth - like Ive said to everybody, Every diet works if you follow the diet.

On Dec. 10, 2000, I learned I was free of cancer.

I work out every day, and I eat 1, 200 calories. Here's the truth - like I've said to everybody, 'Every diet works if you follow the diet.'

Har. Bloody. Har.

I set out to discover the why of it, and to transform my pleasure into knowledge.

A person that started in to carry a cat home by the tail was gitting knowledge that was always going to be useful to him, and warn't ever going to grow dim or doubtful.

I think there's a part when you sign your soul to the devil and start working in Los Angeles that you also sign away that you could be a human being in anyone's eye. You're like a robot!

All my life I’ve been a lady bruiser, a wrong chooser, school refuser, drug abuser, born loser; clothes bummy, nose runny, it wasn’t funny

When it's a minor or supporting role, you learn to make the most of what you're given. I can make two lines seem like Hamlet.

This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun.

Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray, Each in the other melting.

No Daimon gets out of here alive. (They hit the invisible wall and rebounded off it.) Man. It really makes you feel for the bug on the windshield, doesn’t it? (Acheron)

Persons of slender intellectual stamina dread competition, as dwarfs are afraid of being run over in the street.