The hungry feeling and the lonely feeling merged until it was hard to tell them apart.

Morrissey was my Mrs. Garrett, the house mother from the Facts of Life, a soothing adult figure giving me words of wisdom.

I realize that I will never fully understand the millions of bizarre ways that music brings people together.

You can hear the Celtic heartbeat all over Europe and America, from Bing Crosby to Jack White, from the Smiths to My Bloody Valentine, from House of Pain to Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch.

One of the billions of things I love about Beyonce: The harder she tries to come on crazy, the less crazy she sounds.

Every American wants a clean slate, but nobody wants to lose what they've got.

One of Renee's friends asked her, "Does your boyfriend wear glasses?" She said, "No, he wears a Walkman.