I fell in love with football as I was later to fall in love with women: suddenly, inexplicably, uncritically, giving no thought to the pain or disruption it would bring with it.

[H]ow was I supposed to get excited about the oppression of females if they couldn't be trusted to stay upright during the final minutes of a desperately close promotion campaign?

For the first time, but certainly not the last, I began to believe that Arsenal's moods and fortunes somehow reflected my own

Most people die with their music still locked up inside them.

Laboratory research suggests that how we look and act in the virtual affect our behavior in the real.

Life is all about balance. Since I have only one leg, I understand that well.

It seems like a lot of people seek their peace in things. And most of us are not even satisfied with the things we have... we always want more.

I have a hard time with morals. All I know is what feels right, what's more important to me is being honest about who you are. Morals I get a little hung up on.

Anyone that has a job that takes them away from home, I think, can understand the difficulties in maintaining consistency, not only with your family and those you love but with your friends.

The doctors shrugged their shoulders and grumbled that perhaps if I were to put on weight that would protect me a little - being so thin, I would never succeed in remaining pregnant.

Messy love is better than none, I guess. I am no authority on sane living.

My love of singing is hereditary.

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