All sliced up and sealed tight in baggies. Guess love makes you do funny things.

It used to be said: As GM goes, so goes America. Now it's: As Starbucks goes, so goes America.

Yet I was Marilyn Manson - times 10.

I'm eighteen, and I don't know what I want.

That's like making fun of a maniac because his brain isn't completely right, because he isn't in the norm.

Mistakes are part of the game. It's how well you recover from them, that's the mark of a great player.

I'm not crazy about country-western music. But the lyrics are good. "I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy" is pretty clever.