I know a way to stay friends forever, There's really nothing to it, I tell you what to do, And you do it.

I asked the Zebra, are you black with white stripes? Or white with black stripes? And the zebra asked me, Are you good with bad habits? Or are you bad with good habits?

When the light turns green, you go. When the light turns red, you stop. But what do you do when the light turns blue with orange and lavender spots?

Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.

Thanksgiving dinner's sad and thankless. Christmas dinner's dark and blue. When you stop and try to see it From the turkey's point of view.

There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, So just give me a happy middle And a very happy start.

Never explain what you do. It speaks for itself. You only muddle it by talking about it.

What did the carrot say to the wheat? Lettuce rest, I'm feeling beet.

And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.

But all the magic I have known I've had to make myself.

I can be someone's and still be my own.

A true gentleman is one that apologizes anyways, even though he has not offended a lady intentionally. He is in a class all of his own because he knows the value of a woman's heart.

The moment when kite becomes free, it will fall down!

We do not believe voters gave President Bush a mandate to turn back the clock decades on so many of our legal protections.

I think that the job of art and culture is to jump on that time and realize that it's there and to push it just a little bit faster.

The essentials of being a person of my type lies precisely in what they think and how they think, not in what they do. Your thoughts shape you.

The Republicans have a positive talent for self-destruction.

in my experience one thing you don't learn from is anything anyone set up to be a lesson; what you are to know you pick up as you go along.

Energy plus talent and you are a king, energy and no talent and you are still a prince, talent and no energy and you are a pauper

Jennifer had never liked the pain of remembering what had happened, but for Theo it was the pain that kept Laura alive in his memory. He was afraid that if it ever began to heal she would disappear.

Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. When he looks at me and smiles and breathes, I hear the notes.