I've been thinking of trying my hand at rap. I've been recording snippets on my BlackBerry.

I think the minute you mention death, people run for the hills - unless it's heavy metal. People do not like death.

There's no life without humour. It can make the wonderful moments of life truly glorious, and it can make tragic moments bearable.

I believe a lot of our lives are spent asleep, and what I've been trying to do is hold on to those moments when a little spark cuts through the fog and nudges you.

Life is a game and true love is a trophy.

I've developed into quite a swan. I'm one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older - until I drop dead of beauty.

I'm your knight in shining armor. I'm here to save you from Linkin Park.

Cigarettes and chocolate milk These are just a couple of my cravings Everything it seems I like's a little bit stronger A little bit thicker A little bit harmful for me.

I am always writing; if you want to survive in this business, you need to keep working, keep creating and never stop the output.

Being uncool is being pretty much the coolest you can be.

I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can.

On your quest to spirituality it is often required to suspend your rationality but true spirituality asks that you enhance your rationality.

He laughed, a big, open-mouthed laugh that made her think of words beginning with the letter O.

No reason can be given for the nature of God, because that nature is the ground of rationality.

And I'm as attached to my wife as anybody can be to another human being.

Nobody is worth crying for, and those that are worth it will not make you cry.

People kept asking, Whats your market? Ive got no idea at all other than me, an eleven year old kid in a 56-year-old body. But there are a lot of us out there.

What is your greatest ambition in life?' 'To become immortal... and then die.

Humility is like a tree, whose root when it sets deepest in the earth rises higher, and spreads fairer and stands surer, and lasts longer, and every step of its descent is like a rib of iron.

Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.

The Corrupt should be tied to a rock & thrown into the sea