Time--our youth--it never really goes, does it? It is all held in our minds.

I have no plans for the money but it'll be awfully nice to have it.

But surely, if you trust God, you can believe the bad moments pass, and the good memories are worth enough.

[Time was] an accordion, all the air squeezed out of it as you grew old.

Even the shortest love story reminds me of how much I love you.

I'm pretty sure my house in Florida is haunted! He's a nice ghost though.

If you see me, I'm always wearing black and pink. If I don't have it on, I at least have something that's black and pink. For instance, like, a bracelet or something.

What is the chief end of preaching? I like to think it is this: It is to give men and women a sense of God and His presence.

The journalistic vision sharpens to the point of maximum impact every event, every individual and social configuration; but the honing is uniform.

I try to take care of my hair because it sort of has to withstand a lot of blowdrying and ironing.

There are only three possible endings -aren't there? - to any story: revenge, tragedy or forgiveness. That's it. All stories end like that.

Marilyn Manson is a criticism of gimmickry, while being itself a gimmick.

A poetic list is a talent in itself. You can write a list of things, and it can be boring.