Make your own place. Make your own. The engine that allows you to make your own dynamic, your own universe. Why are you gravitating towards somebody else's universe?

The Internet feeds off the main press, and the main press feeds off the Internet. They're working in tandem.

There will be over 3,500 killed in USA today from abortion. No flags lowered, no presidents crying. No media hyperventilating. Normal day.

The first step in good reporting is good snooping.

Since Democrats vs. Republicans has been obliterated, no real difference between parties.

There's a danger of the Internet just becoming loud, ugly and boring with a thousand voices screaming for attention.

Where are the flamboyant characters?! This is what America desperately needs right now! Flamboyant intellectual characters who can cut different ways. And, that's just what I'm missing.

There won't be editors in the future with the Internet world, with citizen reporting. That doesn't scare me.

I never think too far into the future. I'm too busy thinking about tomorrow's news.

Not everything I do is gossip or bedroom. To the contrary, I think that's just an easy label to dismiss me and to dismiss the new medium.

Because I have success, it doesn't mean I'm part of the mainstream. I'm still an outsider.

We’re toasting the chlorophyll rising in our bodies, catching the energy from the universe. Nobody’s ever been young like we are right at this moment.

A kiss unlike any other kiss. There was no denying that.

While real sacrifice is committed to the result, it relishes the effort

Customers want to make informed decisions based on useful information, valuable engagements and brand affinity.

For those who are willing to make an effort, great miracles and wonderful treasures are in store.

The preparation, commitment and desire to win will be no less than the last time I drove a grand prix car in anger.

PICKANINNY, n. The young of the "Procyanthropos", or "Americanus dominans". It is small, black and charged with political fatalities.

Judges, like the criminal classes, have their lighter moments

Certainly, anybody who says, "in the eyes of God," is pretentious.

Now simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the crystal streamlet plays.