I'm a picker, I'm a grinner, I'm a lover and I'm a sinner. I play my music in the sun.
Love means never having to say you're sorry. However, it is with sincere regret that I must now kill all of you.
Family is the only real wealth.
Without grace there is no hope, but with it there is no shortage.
I have already prepared my counter proposal. It reads thusly: you may strategically place your wonderful lips upon my posterior and kiss it repeatedly!
There was much bitterness in the family. There were even those who would liked to have considered Barnabas Collins dead. But he lived on. He lived on-and outlived his enemies.