There were always people who struggled their way to the top of the heap, no matter how much that heap looked like garbage when seen from the outside.

Allow me to introduce myself. I am Enrico Manuel Alejandro Stephan Montebello, and you are trespassing on my land.

I have loved and lost in so many different ways. And I have died endless deaths… So when I ask myself, the question today, who am I? My answer is…I do not know.

We have thousands of patients and family members who are dealing with dual devastation, cancer and the hurricane.

I'm not good at secrets, so don't tell me any.

I love classic rock, rock and roll, that's the top notch. I love soul - bluesy music as well.

Everything that is truly worthwhile - I think passion is involved in your approach to it. No matter what it is.

Good heavens, of what un costly material is our earthly happiness composed... if we only knew it. What incomes have we not had from a flower, and how unfailing are the dividends of the seasons.

You may be a redneck if . . . you think you are an entrepreneur because of the "Dirt for Sale" sign in the front yard.

The regional tags are often pejorative and dismissive. Don't think of place-bound stories, in other words, but of stories with a strong sense of place.

No one has their own identity like the Ronettes did back in the day.