I'm ripe for the picking for the Scientologists - one of those creeps. Someone's got to find me. Some little weird cult can just pluck me up, because I'm ripe for the picking.

My head's a carousel of pictures and The spinning never stops.

I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.

I find that life is easier when it is just a blur With no details to confuse who or what or where I was So when the ending comes the full regret will be obscure

I think there's so much about Rasta culture that's interesting. Just the idea of preaching one-ness, that we're all in this together.

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers and laid entwined together on a bed of clover and left there to sleep, left there to dream of their happiness.

It's not a movie, no private screening This method acting, well, I call that living

I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories

I like to feel the burn of the audience's eyes when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone.

If the world could remain within a frame like a painting on the wall, I think we'd see the beauty then and stand staring in awe.

You should never be embarrassed by your trouble with living, because it's the ones with the sorest throats who have done the most singing.

A God less than sovereign could not bestow moral freedom upon His creatures. He would be afraid to do so.

Free enterprise is essentially a formula not just for wealth creation, but for life satisfaction.

President Bush and his administration have tried to pull the wool over our eyes and distract the public from this possibly illegal domestic spying scandal.

What's the difference between my wife and a terrorist? You can negotiate with a terrorist.

I am a song bird, I am a meek song bird, I offer my prayer to the Lord.

Earning your Masters in Library and Information Science is beautiful.

I just don't think of myself as a star. This is what I do for a living; I'm fortunate that I make ends meet.

People come from around the world and can understand each other without even speaking the same languages!

In this world of change naught which comes stays and naught which goes is lost.

The best traders are simply slaves to the market's price action