Because I could not stop for death He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

I stopped dating for six months a year ago. Dating requires a lot of energy and focus.

My first memory of the Rolling Stones is listening to 'Satisfaction' at a sixth-grade slumber party at a friend's house in Ankara Turkey where my family was living at the time. In the middle of our sleepover my friend's dad stopped the record when he heard the words 'girlie action!'

I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern.

If only media people would stop reaching for the low-hanging fruit which is cynicism and pessimism and stopped trying so hard to be hip and cool and have a swagger.

I had a very insightful friend who warned me back when I stopped reading scripts 'It's easier to change directions while you're still moving.' If you stop it's harder to get started again. I still don't think I made the wrong decision but he was right.

I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp into the water and I did go part way but I stopped. I went again and stopped. I then got out of the car and stood by the car a nervous wreck.

Obviously the first sentiment is disappointment that we didn't get the car home and more disappointment that at the time that it stopped the car was in the lead.

Because of that I don't care when I read in the newspaper that I am colourblind. I went through a red light in my car and I stopped when I before a green light. So I must be really colourblind eh?

And we turned off and 30 miles south they're standing in the middle of our road blocking our way stopped the car got out took us through the path in the woods where the craft was on the ground.