“Everyone’s a little nothing.”

I’m the anti-rock star. I’m happy just to have a bottle of water.

It’s up to me if I decide to do what I think is right.

I’ve been on a real Credence Clearwater kick. I’ve been collecting their albums on CD — right now I really like ‘I Put a Spell on You.’ I don’t know who actually wrote it; it might be a traditional, or like, an old blues song,

I’ve been on a real Credence Clearwater kick. I’ve been collecting their albums on CD — right now I really like ‘I Put a Spell on You.’ I don’t know who actually wrote it; it might be a traditional, or like, an old blues song,

In the end, We’re all the same.

Everyone shares the same fate.

But once the threshold is reached, then everyone demands to do whatever it is.

Back home everyone said I didn’t have any talent. They might be saying the same thing over here, but it sounds better in French.

Built squarely on a fivefold ministry, organized around mission where everyone (not just professionals) is considered an empowered agent, and tends to be decentralized in organizational structure.

Everyone’s a singer now, thanks to karaoke, for better and for much worse.

I am saddened that it is politically inconvenient to acknowledge what everyone knows: the Iraq war is largely about oil.

Everyone has one. You have to, to exist you need an ideology. The question is whether it is accurate or not.

I feel like everyone who goes to The University of Texas is blessed and lucky to be there because they’re getting a chance to be as good as they can be.