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

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.

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.

I feel like people can feel when something is natural. I think they can tell.

If only, if only, the woodpecker sighs, The bark on the tree was just a little bit softer.While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, He cries to the moo-oo-oon, If only, if only.

The nice thing about being a writer is that you can make magic happen without learning tricks.

Art! Who comprehends her? With whom can one consult concerning this great goddess?

My collections are a reflection of my personal style and interests. All the textiles, fabrics and patterns are of my personal choice.

If you're willing to do the work, you can have anything.

I love breakfast, so I'd probably spend a long time on that. And breakfast food matters so I'd make sure it is the best food - great fruit and such.

Modern art to me is nothing more than the expression of contemporary aims of the age that we're living in.

I enjoy working on new, different types of characters. Playing a range is what excites me.

The wonders of nature call to you. The promises and prophecies of Scripture speak to you. God himself reaches out to you.

In Paris, everybody is in black! But you know, in Ukraine everyone wears bright colours.