Time heals nothing, it merely rearranges our memory.

I have a condition called Aspergers Syndrome, which is like a mild form of autism It means I don't interact properly in certain social situations.

I want them to play Britney Spears at my funeral. This way I won't feel so bad about being dead, and everyone there will know there is something worse than Death.

I think if you are creative then it's an unstoppable thing. It just keeps coming throughout your entire life.

When you decide to do this kind of music then you just accept the facts.

I'll be the in to your sane.

I'm hopeless at small talk and have a problem making eye contact.

Here in my car, I feel safest of all, I can lock all the doors.

I genuinely don't know how many albums I'm going to sell when the new album comes out, because I honestly don't know how many fans I've actually got at the moment.

It seems no matter what you say and how politically correctly and carefully you say it, you offend someone. Or at least I always do.

I collect fantasy swords, replicas from films, and have them displayed on the wall as you go up the stairs.

In Dominion they have a saying about the Lasters. Those who can, Splice. Everyone else comes in Last.

If I do get nervous for a game, they usually go away after the first play. For the Super Bowl, it never went away.

If we want revivals, we must revive our reverence for the Word of God.

This place is like crazy on crackers.

. . . for beauty stands In the admiration only of weak minds Led captive. Cease to admire, and all her plumes Fall flat and shrink into a trivial toy, At every sudden slighting quite abash'd.

There is no pleasure subtler than the sensation of being a good workman; and in work there is the sense of consanguinity-unconscious as a rule but sometimes conscious.

But she named the infant "Pearl," as being of great price-purchased with all she had-her mother's only treasure!

I didn't run off with the secretary. It made it seem like I had committed adultery and then ran off with a secretary, neither of which happened.

We are built as gene machines and cultured as meme machines, but we have the power to turn against our creators. We, alone on earth, can rebel against the tyranny of the selfish replicators.

The secret story is the one we'll never know, although we're living it from day to day, thinking we're alive, thinking we've got it all under control and the stuff we overlook doesn't matter.