Sometimes you've got to get a machete and hack your way through the kudzu to make your own path in life.

What kind of woman am I?" she asked. "My kind." He grinned.

Last month, I didn't even have the prospect of a relationship. Now I've got one cowboy too many, " she said.

A man who listened? Had she found the eighth wonder of the world?

I should never be left alone with my mind for too long.

... I wrote about ... my childhood, when dreams were small and attainable for all. When sweets were a penny and god was a rabbit.

You can tax the rich all you want. The problem is there aren't enough of the rich.

It's looks like someone slapped you in the face with a fruit roll-up or something!

The ultimate acting is to destroy yourself.

My family is really, really Southern - I had two uncle Bubbas, and grandparents that we called Big Mama and Big Daddy.

Remember, in the vast infinity of life, all is perfect, whole, and complete... and so are you.

When you're gone I can go running though the house screaming and no one will ever hear me.

Even the gods couldn't devise a fates so twisted.