Sheep. I'm stuck in a boarding school filled with sheep.
Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365-page book. Write a good one.
Someday I'm gonna be famous. Do I have talent, well, no. These days you really don't need it.
That there's no more important decision in life than who you marry.
I'm sure there are a few things in my CD collection that might surprise people. I like classical music, the blues, and I'm a big fan of alternative rock
She's a yellow pair of running shoes, a holey pair of jeans. She looks great in cheap sunglasses, she looks great in anything. She's, "I want a piece of chocolate cake; take me to a movie. " She's a, "I can't find a thing to wear. " Now and then she's moody. She's a Saturn with a sunroof with her brown hair blowing. She's a warm conversation I wouldn't miss for nothing. She's a fighter when she's mad and she's a lover when she's lovin'.
Even on the most serious ballads, I'll throw in a tongue-in-cheek remark.
When we consider the incidents of former days, and perceive, while reviewing the long line of causes, how the most important events of our lives originated in the most trifling circumstances; how the beginning of our greatest happiness or greatest misery is to be attributed to a delay, to an accident, to a mistake; we learn a lesson of profound humility.
People who think of children's nudity as a tool don't need freedom of expression.
I would far rather that Hinduism died than that untouchability lived.
All the major networks declared Barack Obama the winner at 11 last night, except for MSNBC, which declared Obama the winner six months ago.