Ah come on, these streams of light are not so subtle. All along the ditch, signs of life in sinking puddles!

As with any music that one feels quite close to, I'm very critical, too. I care a lot. I pay a lot of attention.

My friend worked at a record store in Burlington and I really liked R.E.M. and a lot of music, but I didn't go to see much. I was 16, so I wasn't in bars unless I knew the band and could get in.

I like Ben Stein. I think he's funny, creative, and an insightful commentator on a host of issues.

Growing up, I always wanted to sing.

Cops pull me over just to get a better look. They never give me a ticket, even if I'm speeding, but they will ask to take pictures.

All other ways of mortification are vain, all helps leave us helpless; it must be done by the Spirit.

Christmas is the celebration of the keeping of a promise. A saving promise.

Why do trees conceal the splendor of their roots?

Every country has it trade offs.

Did that remind anybody else of something?" "Yes," Eve said, tapping her lower lip with a bloodred fingernail. "How much I need to shave her head while she's sleeping.

The working process is ideally freeing my mind.

I don't want to achieve less than my mum and dad.