Smile. It instantly lifts the face, and it just lights up the room.

I always say, the bigger the hair, the smaller the hips!

I have this helicopter crash, and I fall in love with this man who was in the crash with me. I must have been suffering from post-traumatic stress syndrome.

Basically he never went to work and didn't have a job. Of course I thought he did. I thought he was on the phone doing business deals instead of borrowing money from people.

Share your smile with the world. It's a symbol of friendship and peace.

I think many people can relate to that excruciating pain of love gone wrong. I'd rather have a broken arm than a broken heart.

I don't want to be younger, I just want to look it.

Your job as a parent is to listen. And to dole out as much love as you can. That includes tough love.

Some people think happiness is a luxury, but its a necessity. You need to make space for it in your life.

Chiropractic makes me feel a few inches taller each time I come out.

After the first miscarriage, I tried to take the attitude that it was my body's way of telling me that this pregnancy wasn't meant to be.

In Paris they just simply opened their eyes and stared when we spoke to them in French! We never did succeed in making those idiots understand their own language.

I know so many words. It's perplexing to come across so many I don't.

This wasn't Weirdville, this was fricking Wonderland. Alice here was all grow up, but she was still chowing down on too much of that psychedelic mushroom.

To accept ourselves as we are means to value our imperfections as much as our perfections.

If all men saw the fair and wise the same men would not have debaters' double strife.

Time shakes the stable tyranny of thrones, And tottering empires rush by their own weight.

Whenever we say a person's name, notice whether we have stated more than a fact. For example, the judgment, 'She's thoughtless' goes beyond the facts 'She said she'd call me and she didn't.

The middle sort of historians (of which the most part are) spoil all; they will chew our meat for us.

Anyone telling about his travels must be a liar, . . . for if a traveler doesn't visit his narrative with the spirit and techniques of fiction, no one will want to hear it.

The moment you start seeing life as non-serious, a playfulness, all the burden on your heart disappears. All the fear of death, of life, of love - everything disappears.