Careful?! Was my mother careful when she stabbed me in the heart with a coat hanger while I was still in womb?

My favorite musical? I don't. It changes all the time. I'm just a diehard, I'm totally old school, like I'll sit and watch, if they are re-doing Oklahoma in New York, I will be the first one there.

Saying goodbye doesn't mean anything. It's the time we spent together that matters, not how we left it.

I can feel myself dying inside.

In terms of the creative side of it, it's really been a thing where you come up with the funny stuff is usually at a bar or out talking to people or whatever.

Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling. If we could decide who we loved,it would be much simpler, but much less magical

I think people that have a brother or sister don't realize how lucky they are. Sure, they fight a lot, but to know that there's always somebody there, somebody that's family.

Hollywood views regular people as children, and they think they're the smart ones who need to tell the idiots out there how to be.

I would never kill somebody, unless they pissed me off.

What we're always looking for is weird social issues and weird connections to make. Luckily for them, there's no shortage of material.

I think that parents only get so offended by television because they rely on it as a babysitter and the sole educator of their kids.

If you don’t like the road you’re walking, start paving another one.

when the press and problems of humanity become too much, I love to escape into books, where people are served up in digestible portions and can be pushed to one side when one is satiated.

School boards can be a steppingstone to higher forms of political leadership.

Mind share before market share.

Experts often possess more data than judgment.

We will build our military forces to a level that will be, I believe, stronger than ever before if I become President of the United States...

You must aim high, not in what you are going to do at some future date, but in what you are going to make yourself do to-day. Otherwise, working is just a waste of time.

I wish you were a mind-reader. I want you to know everything but I don't want to have to tell you. Because there are some things I don't want to say out loud.

It's surreal to know my dreams are coming true.

So I sit there kicked my heels, thinking about New Orleans, and watching a morbid blue-bottle fly attempt to commit suicide by butting his head against the windowpane.