It was starting to smell really good in here. And if I liked what it smelled like, then they were liking what they were smelling, and ah…that would be me.

And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love,that trust.

I'll wait for you under the bluebells. I'll be there always.

Actually, I am kind of busy right now,” I drawled as I settled back into the chair and closed my eyes. “You have to make melanin while the sun shines.

I told you, computers are like women. If you shout at them or ask them to do too many things at once, they shut down and you won't even get a sniff" pg. 4

Breaking rules isn't bad when what you're doing is more important than the rule itself

I’ve got your back. Nothing alive will ever hurt you if I have breath in me. And nothing dead will hurt you if I don’t.” (Kisten)

Maybe he thinks he can rescue me? No one is that stupid.

Sure, he had a wife and fifty-four kids, but he looked like a college freshman. A yummy college freshman majoring in Oh-my-god-I-gotta-get-me-some-of-that.

Endings are not always bad. Most times they're just beginnings in disguise.

Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor.

Opportunity makes the man

Once upon a time, you were everything to me..and I was everything to you.

I learned to love the journey, not the destination. I learned that this is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get.

I started so old, so the touring world will always be a foreign land for me. I'll never be someone who's "been on the road."

You know, guys, it is possible for two women to work together and get along.

Liberty is the right and hope of all humanity.

I am 'too fiery'... yet I wish to be seen as I am and I would lose all rather than soften away anything.

One of the ugly secrets of the renewable-energy industry is that its products make no economic sense unless they are highly subsidized.

I wandered by the brook-side, I wandered by the mill; I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still.

The psyche of the individual is commensurate with the totality of creative energy. This requires a most radical revision of Western psychology.