I watch people all day long on Instagram, I take part in it too. It's like if you get the piece first, you have to immediately be like "BAH!" stunting.

Let's be honest, the cards' on the table: Jealousy's a sin, Cain killed Abel. Backstabber...Caesar had Brutus. It's hard to weed 'em out, even Jesus had Judas.

Pain is joy when it cries, it's my smile in disguise.

In God we trust, the game is all us. Til the sky calls or its flames on us.

Sitting with the woman of your dreams and forgetting what her name is.

This is my time, this is my hour, This is my pain, this is my name, this is my power. If it's my reign, then it's my shower, This pole position...I made a lane 'cause they blocked ours.

I believe there's a god above me, I'm just the god of everything else!

We shoppers, you bloggers. If money talks, you mumblers. You try it on, then take it off, Then post a pic on your tumblrs.

I got a voodoo doll every time I pen a verse: Not only do they say they feel it, but they say it hurts.

Let's test the waters... Love makes a splash, and you too thick to skinny-dip.

I find myself trying to explain more, and explain the perspective of my mentality, or the mentality I'm trying to convey.

The early months of marriage often are times of critical tumult, - whether that of a shrimp pool or of deeper water, - which afterwards subside into cheerful peace.

We chase wild dreams and long for all that eludes us, when the greatest joys are within our grasp, if we can only recognize them.

Perpetual Optimism is a Force Multiplier.

Hillary Clinton will always be there for you. And just remember - there's a special place in hell for women who don't help each other.

The feathered arrow of satire has oft been wet with the heart's blood of its victims.

You show me something that doesn't cause cancer, and I'll show you something that isn't on the market yet.

The case for democracy is not esthetic.

For me the question that you have to ask, about any magazine, is whether it's needed, whether it's publishing things that no one else could publish, or publish equally well. So there's that.

I have made my world and it is a much better world than I ever saw outside.

My smile faded, and I suddenly felt confused. My heart leapt in my chest. "Why would you do that for me?" "What wouldn't I do for you?