I think that sometimes kids use the show as a jumping off point for talking about things with their parents.

When I was a kid, I was at a bowling alley and I ran into a soda machine. I still have the scar on my right eyebrow obviously.

I have a girlfriend, but I don't really want to talk about her. I won't name her. She isn't in show business, has nothing to do with it. So I'd rather just keep her out of it.

It's hard and sometimes it's scary. It still amazes my mother. I went home for Christmas one year and there were fans all over the front lawn, hoping to see me.

I was something of a prankster. One time I put a ski mask on my head and used a fake gun on the school secretary so that I could get some of my friends out of detention.

I don't think what I have to say is that important.

I always felt like something of an outsider. But I identified with people up on the screen. That made me feel like I wanted to be up on the screen too. I felt like eventually I would get there.

I'm not much of a matchmaker. I think people have to make their own choices and mistakes and all that stuff.

There's a big difference between me and a real, legitimate working hand, or a world-champion rodeo cowboy. I play 'em, and I aspire to be like that, but those guys are tough.

I open to anything... just about anything.

My high school was nothing like West Beverly High, let me tell you. I grew up in Fredericktown, Ohio.

The only journey worth taking is the spiritual journey within.

My work was done, so it was time to start digging my grave again.

Every joy is like a piece of mirror: always reflecting..

Nourish yourself every day with the wonderful things that life has to offer you. Nourish yourself in the present moment. Walk in the kingdom of God.

Why do you think I write these feminist songs, to try and teach myself to respect myself. You know, it's not because I'm a hero.

An effort made with ourselves for the good of others, with the intention of pleasing God alone.

There are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue; They give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space.

The world globes itself in a drop of dew.

We stand together as we did two centuries ago, One people under God determined that our future shall be worthy of our past.

They think I'm silly. I do silly things. I fall down and run into things. I talk to inanimate objects. I'll hold a pickup stick to my ear and say, "What? What's that? I can't hear you