It all comes down to who is by your side and who is willing to stand up for love even when it seems impossible.

Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it.

I dont think that we're meant to understand it all the time. I think that sometimes we just have to have faith.

Do you ever wonder why things have to turn out the way they do?

If you're going to sit on someone's tombstone, you might as well know something about them, right?

I know the Lord has a plan for us all, but sometimes, I just don't understand what the message can be.

Knowing there's one thing I still haven't told you: I now believe, by the way, that miracles can happen.

It was a lesson that I would learn in time though it wasn't Hegbert who taught me.

The problem isn't finding out where you are gonna go-its figuring out what you are gonna do once you get there that is! (Jamie Sullivan)

As they spoke, the only thing I could think about was that scene from Julius Caesar where Brutus stabs him in the back. Et tu, Eric?

What's your heart telling you to do?I don't know.'Maybe, you're trying too hard to hear it.

And must I then, indeed, Pain, live with youall through my life?-sharing my fire, my bed, Sharing-oh, worst of all things!-the same head?-And, when I feed myself, feeding you too?

Damoder climbed slowly to his feet. 'Buy lot!' he wheedled, 'I am poor man. I sell you cheap. I am bank-Rupert! Apparently the only things that could save him from bank-rupertcy were our dollars.

I rose from marsh mudalgae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisybirds and frogs.

Reason is the servant of instinct.

My appearance is talking and I like what it is saying.

So here we are, talking about Roman unicycles and alien sandwiches and my sister’s Italian misfortunes, while hanging in between us is: MY EPIC FAILURE TO CARPE. What’s wrong with me?

Genius points the way, talent takes it.

My mother is an office manager, my father a professor of economics and financial planner.

I know he (Albert Belle) hates me. If he needs that hate to succeed, it's fine by me. I always liked him. He was a good kid. He just had a hard time with the pressure.

Being a man of taste and sophistication, the 80s were objectively, quantifiably, empirically, diagram-it-on-a-blackboard the worst decade in the history of recorded music.