I look at my hands and go, 'Hmm...what happened? Whose hands are those? Oh my God, they're mine'

Under this rock lives someone who rocks.

When we were rumored to have split, and when our publicists called these magazines to say we haven't split, the magazines were all so disappointed because that's really what's selling, rooting for a couple and then they split. That's what sells the magazines.

There Goes The Neighborhood,

There ain't nothing like regret to remind you you're alive.

The First Cut Is the Deepest.