People aren't happy unless they buy stuff, and that's because we have become this industrialized nation.

You know, we all have our inner demons. I, for one - I can't speak for you, but I'm on the verge of moral collapse at any time. It can happen by the end of the show.

What we don't have a right to is healthcare, housing, or handouts. We don't have those rights.

Girl, you better check yourself before you wreck yourself!

Good for you, you have a heart, you can be a liberal. Now, couple your heart with your brain, and you can be a conservative.

Sometimes the hardest part of the journey is believing you're worthy of the trip.

The shadows are only the darkest when the light is at its brightest.

The moment you stop worrying about success is when success will happen.

Whoever thought a tiny candy bar should be called fun size was a moron.

If you have a priest that is pushing social justice, go find another parish. Go alert your bishop.

All men are created equal. It is what you do from there that makes the difference. We are all free agents in life. We make our own decisions. We control our own destiny.

It is only a barbarous mind that sees other than the flower, merely an animal mind that dreams of other than the moon.

How can you understand the language of music, if you will not be an instrument?”—Zarost

There are normal hours, and then there are invalid hours, when time stalls and slips, when life -real life- seems to exist at one remove.

Life is life, and kind is kind

Don't think of sea as color. Make it a solid that can support a boat. Think of 'wetness' as color-texture.

I love baking, it's the most calming thing for me. It's therapeutic, it makes the house smell good, and I get to take the goods to my friends. I do it for other people.

When the future looks dark, do not panic, because future does not exist yet; by using your intelligence, you can always turn it to bright!

The will of the people is the only legitimate foundation of any government, and to protect its free expression should be our first object.

If you loose the sounds comming out of New Orleans, you loose apart of the american language.

How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide!