I didn't panic until my chest collapsed and I couldn't breathe. I gasped until I no longer had a throat to do it with. I didn't feel like I was holding my breath - it was more like I had no lungs.

What if all religiouns were stories, and all stories were true?

I remembered what it was like to die-the pain, the fear, the doubt, and the unknown. Somehow I had cheated death once. Now I was about to try again.

What if all religions were stories, and all stories were true.

We have to be diligent in serving God and in fulfilling the task set before us by Him

As long as there have been women, " Mom told me, "there have been ways to punish them for being women.

A person's true character lies somewhere until after you might have pressed the wrong button without knowing, then you'll realize that there are dogs in human form.

Fate is not in man but around him

It was no use to tell a person to forget. No matter how hard you tried to put it out of your mind, the hurt would still be there, festering under the forgetfulness, sending poison through your veins.

I think it's interesting that 'cologne' rhymes with 'alone.'

Why you don't wanna let him talk? You mad, you maaad, you maaaaad.

The whole idea of re-releasing old movies does bother me a little bit. If they're going to re-release an old movie, I should be able to get in with my old ticket.

Some things are too important to be left to the private sector.

I understand that smoking is vaguely inappropriate in certain situations. You know, like an orphanage, cancer ward, whatever.