Words create sentences; sentences create paragraphs; sometimes paragraphs quicken and begin to breathe.
Hatred is the greatest cancer that we must squash.
If you're sexy, everybody will love you. That's what I wanted -- for everybody to love me.
All we really have here on this earth is those who love us.
My happiest childhood memories are of times in our backyard. My mother had an old clothesline that hung out in front. It seemed like it stretched a mile long, and I loved sitting in the sun while she hung clothes.
We're all dancing in the darkness.
I'm successful in spite of my past, not because of it!
My vision of punk rock was these dudes who were spitting on the audience and moshing. That's why I kind of left that scene. Then I see all these people around my same age or between 17 and 25 that were making music themselves in their own town. They weren't just singing, but creating. I see them putting out this music where there are tons of women involved in the scene and involved in the bands.
I'm not a big city guy. . . there's too many people, there's too much traffic.
Too many people chase dreams that they don't understand. Too many people try to go for things that they'd like to do, but they're not realistic enough to know they don't have the talent.
Has everybody forgotten the media, the Democrat drumbeat for the last eight years prior to Barack Obama's immaculation? Where were the complaints about negativity then? I mean, in the last eight years prior to 2008, we had a political party in this country rooting for America to lose at war.