I think that being bullied is a shameful experience.

Life's a car ride...Sometimes it's cruise control down smooth highways. Other times it's potholes on rural roads.

You know how I feel about love. It was invented to sell wedding cakes. And vacations to Waikiki.

Never underestimate yourself

Sometimes we make decisions about our life and they feel like the right decision at the time. No, they are the right decision at the time. But that doesn't mean they'll be the right decision forever.

The one thing I do remember is that as I retraced my steps through all the familiar streets of my life, Inow felt completely lost.

My own experience being bullied - it made me a more compassionate person. It made me more sympathetic to the adolescent experience.

It's like you wake up one morning, and decided that how you've been in the past doesn't have to define who you are in the future. Simple as that.

I love being reminded that existence itself is all about the tangling of souls.

But it there's anything I've learned in the past few months, it's that the only thing that's certain in life is that nothing in life is certain.

There isn't a definite right and wrong anyway. Sometimes we do what seems wrong, but we have good reasons for doing it, so it's not wrong after all.

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Nobody is sure of his life, property and health when the parliament deliberates.

I shall either find a way, or make one (attributed)

Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it.

I was hospitalized five times in 2011 because of my skiing. Fracturing my left shoulder twice, snapping my anterior cruciate ligament once and smashing my scapula into five pieces.

Dad bought me a toy drum one Christmas and I eventually destroyed it. I wanted a real drum and he bought me a snare drum. Dad continued to buy me one drum after the other.

I do accents. Sometimes when I've had a few drinks, I speak in different accents all night long, and then at the end of an evening someone will say to me, 'Seriously, where are you from?'

If a religion does not teach love, respect, and regard for others, it cannot be the religion of humanity.

What have I eaten? Lies and smiles.

Who you are is not where you've been... You're still an innocent.