“The revolution has been dubbed “The Orange Revolution,” orange being the campaign color of Viktor Yushchenko. The demonstrators say they are tired of living under a corrupt government…”

The truth is the Super Bowl long ago became more than just a football game.

The Iraq war was fought by one-half of one percent of us. And unless we were part of that small group or had a relative who was, we went about our lives as usual most of the time: no draft, no new taxes, no changes. Not so for the small group who fought the war and their families.

Somehow, stars have a lot of class if they are done right; they never have a shelf life.

They’ve asked me to do this temporarily. I don’t know what temporarily means. Life is temporary.

If you listen to really deep ambient records that don’t move too much, very still records, long after those records are finished, you might find yourself listening for hours to the sound of the room.

Once you realize there is life after mistakes, you gain a self-confidence that never goes away.

The only people helped by the death tax are lawyers, accountants, and IRS agents.

We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

Know that it is good to work. Work with love, and think of liking it when you do it. It is easy and interesting. It is a privilege. There is nothing hard about it but your anxious vanity and fear of failure.

My dad was a dentist but I wasn’t a hygienist. I assisted my dad.

There’s fierce competition between all the networks to get the guest who can bring the most pertinent information about whatever the story of the moment happens to be.

The first thing the federal government can do to help is get out of the way.

I would love to see the French spending money to restore Iraq.

The government’s view is that the best time to announce bad news, news that it doesn’t want the public to dwell on is late on a Friday, when it will wind up in the Saturday papers, which if you were readers, then the week day editions. A holiday weekend is even better.

Nowadays I’m not even sure if newspapers take into account whether a person is a good writer.

The truth is the Super Bowl long ago became more than just a football game. It’s part of our culture, like turkey at Thanksgiving and lights at Christmas, and like those holidays – beyond their meaning – a factor in our economy.

If anyone wants to abuse other people for whatever colour, race or creed they are, then it’s just stupidness, isn’t it?

I can’t have brown hair for some reason. I don’t think it goes with my skin tone. The second I see it turn brown in the sun, I dye it black – the blacker the better.

He could only give her a world in black and white. And all she wanted was a life of color.

Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.

The great inlet by which a colour for oppression has entered into the world is by one man’s pretending to determine concerning the happiness of another.

I like hair each and every way. I like to give scalp massages – to pull and tug on it. But my favorite style is long, real hair in a dusty blonde-brown color.

Colors pursue me like a constant worry. They even worry me in my sleep.

You’d be surprised how many people want to hang an electric chair on their living-room wall. Specially if the background color matches the drapes.