Well, when it comes to inspiration, I come from San Diego originally - it's an un-media-hyped, sleepy sort of town, big on beach culture you know?

Worn out places, worn out faces.

The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.

Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow / No tomorrow, no tomorrow.

Look right through me, look right through me.

my ego and pride holds me back from loving you to the fullest

I didn’t want to get burned. I didn't want to be the other woman, but I wanted him with all my might.

She is too intelligent to be a good daughter-in-law

Whether we learn how to love ourselves and others will depend on the presence of a loving environment. Self-love cannot flourish in isolation.

Tradition is what is in the heart and soul of your home, your country, and social environment. Tradition evolves, and it changes regardless of what you do to maintain it.

Somethin' like four thousand bottles have been thrown at me in my day but only about twenty ever hit me. That does not speak very well for the accuracy of the fans' throwing.

When I was growing up, there weren't any Little Leagues in the city. Parents worked all the time. They didn't have time to take their kids out to play baseball and football.

Actually, if you look at the works of the great architects of our time, you can see that their most beautiful works are always their later works - Kahn, Corbusier, even Gehry.

All the shrewdness of 'man' seeks one thing: to be able to live without responsibility.