...it was never a good idea to date a foreigner. You can never tell when they're lying.' 'hello. Dave was BRITISH.

„Everyone wants to believe that there’s something else – something great – waiting for them on the other side. Paradise. Valhalla. Heaven. Their next – hopefully less horrible – life.

Check yourself before you wreck yourself.

Courage is not the absence of fear but rather the judgement that something is more important than fear; The brave may not live forever but the cautious do not live at all.

The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all.

What's a mediator you ask? Oh, a person who acts as a liason between the living and the dead. Hey, wait a minute...what're you doing with that strait jacket?-Suze Simon's imagination

You know your Lamborghini is on fire, right?

Someone Hot is sometimes can't be the person they appear to be- except for their hotness... that cannot be denied.

Anything can happen in the blink of an eye. Anything at all. One. Two. Three. Blink.

We kissed all the way through the fireworks display. We didn’t even notice that there was a fireworks display… …I guess because we’d been making fireworks of our own.

Sometimes what you want is right in front of you. All you have to do is open your eyes and see it.

The more things change, the more they stay the same. And, that's a whole other story.

I think you got to keep in mind that Obama was raised among Muslims, and I think he really does not want to use the word war on terror because he was raised in that community.

There is far more danger of harm than there is hope of good in any radical changes.

You have to utilize who you are in your work. Nobody else can do that: nobody else can pull from your background, from your parents, your upbringing, your whole life experience.

Society is immoral and immortal; it can afford to commit any kind of folly, and indulge in any sort of vice; it cannot be killed, and the fragments that survive can always laugh at the dead.

Thank you hard taco shells for surviving the long journey from factory, to supermarket, to my plate and then breaking the moment I put something inside you. Thank you.

Pleasure was a siren, luring her to experience more

You don't look back along time but down through it, like water. Sometimes this comes to the surface, sometimes that, sometimes nothing. Nothing goes away.

Too late, but I understand. That we don't perish of understanding everything too late, that is a miracle. But we do perish of that -- of just that.

I'd love to see Christ come back to crush the spirit of hate and make men put down their guns. I'd also like just one more hit single.