Relationships end, but they don't end your life.

As much as I remember, I just thought, I want to sing a song that starts normal and ends crazy.

I love doing my surreal sing-along that had words that no one could follow.

For a while, Mirabelle believes there will be a moment when he will cave in and let himself love her, but eventually she lets the idea go. She hits bottom. She dwells in the muck for several months, not depressed exactly, but involved in a mourning that at first she thinks is for Ray but soon realizes is for the loss of her old self.

I believe in equality. Equality for everybody. No matter how stupid they are or how superior I am to them.

So, while fitting in, she was like a wicked detail standing out against a placid background.

You can't really conduct your life by one or two phrases.