Remember when you picked me up like a frisbee and tossed me across you yard?

Only love heals. Anger, guilt, and fear can only destroy and separate you from your true capabilities.

You cannot always have happiness, but you can always give happiness.

I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone-you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.

Music is one of the highest art forms there is. It can define a life, change a life, or even safe a life, in just three short minutes.

We meet the people we’re supposed to when the time is just right.

Hating requires caring. In which case, I couldn't possibly hate you.

You never know what you have till you've lost it.

I’m always thinking about what I’m missing. Even when I’m happy with what I have.

The fact is, the heart and mind aren't always friendly. And in my case, they're barely speaking.

I was a beautiful vampire princess loved, worshiped and admired by all. I lived in a luxurious gothic castle and I have no idea how I ended up at this fiberglass table with you losers.

One always has a better book in one's mind than one can manage to get onto paper.

I'm not senile, " I snapped. "If I burn the house down it will be on purpose.

For America is composed not of two sorts of people, but of two frames of mind - the first engaged in doing what is would like to do, the second pretending that such things do not exist.

When I was a kid, my step dad started this business and would go out and get lost cows and stuff. He was part-time truck driver, farmer and cowboy. He taught me how to ride from an early age.

Success is neither magical nor mysterious. Success is the natural consequence of consistently applying the basic fundamentals.

O fallen angel, the companion within me, whisper something holy before you pinch me into the grave.

Our big prize tonight is fifty American dollars to the girl with the most exciting mammalian protuberances.

A consistent thinker is a thoughtless person, because he conforms to a pattern; he repeats phrases and thinks in a groove.

Nothing is more tedious than the dreaming platitude.

The Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society.