One of the billions of things I love about Beyonce: The harder she tries to come on crazy, the less crazy she sounds.

When we die, we will turn into songs, and we will hear each other and remember each other.

In my headphones, I led a life of romance and incident and intrigue, none of which had anything to do with the world outside my Walkman.

Tonight, I feel like my whole body is made out of memories. I'm a mix-tape, a cassette that's been rewound so many times you can hear the fingerprints smudged on the tape.

Anyone watching '30 Rock' always knew Tina Fey was playing a fictionalized version of herself, a workaholic comedy writer who also plays one on TV. She's the boss; Liz Lemon just works here.

Our lives were just beginning, our favorite moment was right now, our favorite songs were unwritten.

But bringing people together is what music has always done best.

Love dies in many different ways, and it's natural for the grass to seem greener on the other side. But it's not a competition; there's plenty of pain to go around.

You can hear the Celtic heartbeat all over Europe and America, from Bing Crosby to Jack White, from the Smiths to My Bloody Valentine, from House of Pain to Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch.

There are all kinds of mix tapes. there is always a reason to make one.

Thanks to the greatest invention of recent years, the MP3-playing alarm clock, I can now choose the song that wakes me up in the morning.

You are not limited to this body, to this mind, or to this reality—you are a limitless ocean of Consciousness, imbued with infinite potential. You are existence itself.

You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.

The basic success orientation is having an optimistic attitude.

I want to be an artist that everyone can relate to, that's young, happy and fun.

If somehow a proclamation were made that C.E.O.'s could only make a maximum of $300,000 a year, you would not have any shortage of very qualified men and women seeking the jobs.

It's always good to get the bully back one day.

Ben locked his eyes on mine for a long moment. Then, “How?” “How do you think?” I smiled, then slapped him full across the face

I went to China for a brief working visit, and I thought that Shanghai was interesting, but Beijing totally grabbed me.

The foetus is the property of the entire society.Anyone having children is a deserter who abandons the laws of national continuity.

I've had the same barber since I was about 14 years old.