We haven't wanted for anything. God has been good. We have our friends scattered all around, in Shreveport, Virginia, Dallas. Everyone's safe.

My house is underwater. We understand that most of the water will be pumped out by the end of the month. I don't know if there's much left to see of my house. I don't know if they are going to rebuild in my area or if they're going to bulldoze it over.

He's like God north of the border. And I know he will be big south of the border.

Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.

Charlotte: Oh my god! Vagina weights!
Samantha: Honey, my vagina waits for no man.

Though troubles assail And dangers affright, Though friends should all fail And foes all unite; Yet one thing secures us, Whatever betide, The scripture assures us, The Lord will provide