You Have A Choice. It May Not

Love Humiliates You. Hatred Cradles You.

You Can Have It All, But You Can't Do It All.

Actually, I Think That Turning 29 Was More Difficult, Because Once I Turned 29, I Anticipated 30 For The Whole Year, So By The Time 30 Came Around It Really Wasn't That Bad.

I Don't Know If It's Naivete Or Just Narcissism, But I Start Out With This Notion That I Can Do Anything. It's Not Until I Get Into It That I Realize What I've Thrown Myself Into, And Then I Will Do Anything Not To Humiliate Myself. And That, I Think, Is The Secret To My Success.

I Still Look Like A Duck.