She tugged on his hair. "I'll have you know I'm no weakling." He grinned and kissed her forehead. "No, it takes a strong woman to kill a truck.

Take me inside. Show me if a fireman knows how to start a fire.

A smart woman knows when to listen to her man." Her man? "He is most definitely not my man. He's not my type." "Type? If he was any more your type, he'd have you sitting in his lap.

When in a frying pan, thank your stars. You will reminisce about it moments later, when you fall in the fire.

Thousands of hopeful days came to naught before this one. This was a golden day. Never give up.

Every day is a lie, he said. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

You can't get into the Hall of Fame unless you limp.

Take Texas the way Texas takes bourbon. Straight. It goes down easier.

I could remember the house on Lexington Street, where the mortgage hung over our heads almost as tangibly as the roof, and we still managed to enjoy life.

Actors don't generally go asking other actors for advice too much, but I'll take suggestions wherever I can.

What is called a sincere work is one that is endowed with enough strength to give reality to an illusion.

Of course I am stressed after I finish working on an album about what an audience will think, if it will be successful or not.

Today's political climate does not allow the luxury of apathy.