We're just trying to find happiness in the bodies and minds we were given, like everyone else.

Romance often begins by a splashing waterfall and ends over a leaky sink.

I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.

My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she is.

Find out who you are and be that person. That's what your soul was put on this Earth to be. Find that truth, live that truth and everything else will come.

I really don't think I need buns of steel. I'd be happy with buns of cinnamon.

It's our challenges and obstacles that give us layers of depth and make us interesting.

Beauty is about being comfortable in your own skin. It's about knowing and accepting who you are.

Never follow anyone else's path, unless you're in the woods and you're lost.

Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.

When you take risks you learn that there will be times when you succeed and there will be times when you fail, and both are equally important.

Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing it.

Go within and release yesterday’s sorrow so you may embrace today’s joy.

To be thrown upon one's own resources, is to be cast in the very lap of fortune.

Take a chance! All life is a chance

I'm not one to run around with different girls. I like someone that makes me feel good and that I can make feel good.

You enter a completely new world where things aren't at all what you're used to.

[Sigmund ] Freud assumes that every dream represents the satisfaction of adesire and in the last analysis, of a sexual desire that has its roots in infancy.

Journalism, like democracy, is not something that is achieved. It is a work in progress, and not every day is as good as the last.

The tucked-up sempstress walks with hasty strides, While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides.

Sin, without strong restraints, would pull God from His throne, make the world the minion of its lusts, and all beings bow down and worship.