[The lyrics to] You Give Love a Bad Name ... An angel's smile is what you sell/ You promise me heaven, then put me through hell/ Chains of love got a hold on me/ When passion's a prison, you can't break free...Shot through the heart/ And you're to blame/ You give love a bad name...

Sir, please don't ask about that which ends with the promise of heaven. Don't stop new Muslims from taking up arms in jihad against America and killing them like they kill us,

I promise, there won't be another season like this. Next year, it's going to be a good show again.

To awaken each morning with a smile brightening my face; to greet the day with
reverence for the opportunities it contains; to approach my work with a clean
mind; to hold ever before me, even in the doing of little things, the Ultimate
Purpose toward which I am working; to meet men and women with laughter on my
lips and love in my heart; to be gentle, kind, and courteous through all the
hours; to approach the night with weariness that ever woos sleep and the joy
that comes from work well done -- this is how I desire to waste wisely my days.

He could repair everything. He had the brightest smile. There is a new star in heaven tonight.

I know I lost my temper, but I tried to be human along the way.