Sometimes love can mean letting go and loving each other from a distance. Maybe that's what you're feeling?

It's funny how something so normal and mundane that you see every day-your body-can be controversial. The shock value is intense. It's like carrying an art piece around with you all the time.

Even if you're only wearing trainers and a vest, eyeliner will instantly transform you. People always look put-together when their make-up's on and their eyes are popping - just ask Amy Winehouse!

Even talking, I'm super-loud. I could never have that kind of meek, little wispy whimsical lavender and lace voice. It comes from my body. There's no way I can fight it.

All this fashion stuff - who's cool now - is just a bigger version of the cool kids versus the nerds.

I'm a great believer in karma and the vengeance that it serves up to those who are deliberately mean is generally enough for me.

I'm passionate about color. My best friend and I sit and look at Pantone books for fun.

I'm not sure that I am able to feel embarrassment.

I've belched a lot more since I had gall bladder surgery. I don't know why.

I'm naturally a mousy blonde, so I dye my hair, and my eyebrows would disappear if I didn't get through at least a pencil a month.

I'm shameless, and I love a pun. There's a lot of Beth puns.

Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

Nothing can dwindle to nothing, as Nature restores one thing from the stuff of another, nor does she allow a birth, without a corresponding death.

The group of people that are insulting the society with ungodliness are those that are out rightly known with ungodliness and those that try to mimic godliness.

Accepting others through kindness and love defines a person's true character.

Beauty is that Medusa's head which men go armed to seek and sever, and dead will starve and sting forever.

I really keep my life very simple.

The digital image annihilates photography while solidifying, glorifying and immortalizing the photographic.

Nature abhors annihilation. [Lat., Ab interitu naturam abhorrere.]

The malicious sneer is improperly called laughter.

I have no anonymity.I've not had a drink in nine and a half years. That's my whole story right there.