I used to know Jennifer Love Hewitt. We lived in the same apartment building when I was about... jeez I guess it was when I was doing 'Christmas Vacation' so I was about 13 or 14.

We need to steer clear of this poverty of ambition where people want to drive fancy cars and wear nice clothes and live in nice apartments but don't want to work hard to accomplish these things. Everyone should try to realize their full potential.

Every hotel room every apartment we rent I am sage-ing. And I have crystals that I travel with. It just makes me feel better.

When I had money in the past I would always travel rather than spend it on big apartments or cars. And I still feel exactly the same way.

I started studying music at the age of five and a half. My older sister was taking piano lessons. When her teacher left our apartment I would get up on the piano bench and start picking out the notes that were part of my sister's lessons.

Put paying your dues and all that puts so much into being a success. You have an understanding of what it's about being on your own for three or four years and living day to day on $3 or living in an apartment with no electricity.

I like to walk around my apartment naked. I like sitting around in the nude watching sports actually.

The inner spaces that a good story lets us enter are the old apartments of religion.

My roommate got a pet elephant. Then it got lost. It's in the apartment somewhere.

I'm not suggesting people abandon musical instruments and start playing their cars and apartments but I do think the reign of music as a commodity made only by professionals might be winding down.

London changes because of money. It's real estate. If they can build some offices or expensive apartments they will it's money that changes everything in a city.

Sure my childhood was unusual. All these eccentric wild people frequented our home: rock stars drag queens models bikers freaks. But I was not this little rich girl. My mom and I lived in an apartment.

I got a family house for everybody to live in - my mom my sisters and I. And I made sure that it has a separate apartment downstairs for myself. Family is more important than anything. We don't come from any money. So once I get them settled in in a nice house then I'll branch out and see if I can get something else.

I lived with my mom in a really small apartment. My bedroom was like in the living room. That's why I still love to sleep on couches now.

When I was 5 some financial things happened and I moved seven times in a year. We moved from apartment to apartment sometimes living with friends. My mom would always say 'Don't get comfortable because we may not be here long.'

Kill all the rich people. Break up their cars and apartments. Bring the revolution home kill your parents that's where it's really at.

Such is the miraculous nature of the future of exiles: what is first uttered in the impotence of an overheated apartment becomes the fate of nations.

We lived in a one-bedroom apartment in Northwest D.C. I was essentially raised by a Panamanian man and a Jamaican woman. That's why I have such a fascination with Jamaican food.

You can see my guns at my apartment. The safe room is a special place... It's good to have a safe room in your house. It's storm-proof we've got food store supplies all kinds of stuff.

The real estate agent had to go door-to-door in the apartment building we wanted to rent asking if it was OK for this interracial family - my mom is white and I was a 1-year-old half-African kid - to live in the apartment building.

My parents used to throw great New Year's Eve parties. They invited such an eclectic mix of showbiz people. All those cool people were always hanging out at our apartment.

I started out by believing God for a newer car than the one I was driving. I started out believing God for a nicer apartment than I had. Then I moved up.

I like to put on hardcore when I have to clean my apartment which I hate to do but it's motivational. I like old heavy metal when I'm outside working on my car. Music has definite functions for me.

It just seemed too weird to me. I don't know maybe they were smoking a joint in the car downstairs from their parents' apartment. I had to go that far to put together a scenario of how they could have possibly recognized me.