'Do What You Gotta Do' is a positive inspirational song that says no matter what it is whether you're up against challenges or trying to get your dreams and aspirations met you should do what whatever you have to do shy of killing yourself or someone else.

All of us gave it all we've got overcame a whole lot just being on the show and learned a lot about ourselves. We're just normal people trying to do what we love and follow our dreams.

Unless you're living on the street and surviving on a diet of discarded turkey drumsticks there's no point in being gloomy. We've spent too long trying to cheer ourselves up by spending money on brightly coloured things we don't really need. We've stopped using our imaginations.

I try not to be but I'm super-neurotic about diet. I'm neurotic about trying not to be neurotic! I'm like every other girl. I have to try really hard my whole life to try to be fit. And I'm super-vain. And I want to wear cute clothes.

We have no general conceptual thrust for the band other than trying to make music that keeps our interest. When things are novel they are probably things we have discovered by accident or investigation rather than by design.

I think a lot of times people design restaurants with flash in mind. I think you should design restaurants with function in mind. Make sure it's functional and works with what you're trying to accomplish. Design can come later.

A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools.

When I was younger I wasn't concentrating on good days. I was managing a career and trying to have a good year. It would always 'lead' to something which never leads to anything except death where everything leads to. And then as I got older and then I had my kids and everything I began to appreciate a great Wednesday.

I'm trying to knock the medical profession into accepting its responsibilities and those responsibilities include assisting their patients with death.

I was taught to confront things you can't avoid. Death is one of those things. To live in a society where you're trying not to look at it is stupid because looking at death throws us back into life with more vigour and energy. The fact that flowers don't last for ever makes them beautiful.

Doing linear scans over an associative array is like trying to club someone to death with a loaded Uzi.

Quarreling over food and drink having neither scruples nor shame not knowing right from wrong not trying to avoid death or injury not fearful of greater strength or of greater numbers greedily aware only of food and drink - such is the bravery of the dog and boar.

Here I am trying to live or rather I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.

Other states are trying to abolish the death penalty... mine's putting in an express lane.

For centuries the death penalty often accompanied by barbarous refinements has been trying to hold crime in check yet crime persists. Why? Because the instincts that are warring in man are not as the law claims constant forces in a state of equilibrium.

I'm opening up my heart to the idea of dating. It's funny - my friends would always come to me for romantic advice. I know nothing and things have changed since I was dating in high school! I'm really trying hard to spend this time working on myself.

I ain't scared to do another dating show but I ain't really trying to. I want to do a talk show or something. I've done enough dating on television. I'm ready to spread my wings and go down other avenues.

I was trying to make art that my son could look on in the future and would realize I was thinking about him very much during these times... that he can look and see my dad's thinking about me but to also embed in these things something that is bigger than all of us.

When I realized I was having trouble reading I was too embarrassed to ask for help. Some teachers believed in me but I just wasn't focused on school - I was into the music and trying to please my dad.

I used to listen to my dad a lot as a way of trying to be close to him as well because my parents were divorced and I didn't spend that much time with him. And I used to put headphones on and listen to my dad talk and sing and I found that quite... bonding with him in a weird way.

I'm trying to have my own thing and I don't know if it's even possible. I didn't realize so many people actually think I'm trying to be like my dad. I read comments like 'She's no Elvis.' I'm not trying to be. I never set out to be.

OK so my parents were married in 1955 and my mom knew my dad was gay and my dad knew he was gay and so I was like 'Why in the heck did you get married?' Like what was going on? What was that time? It's like this crazy paradox that my whole life is based on or my family's based on. So I spent a lot of time trying to understand '55.

I stayed in Baghdad every summer until I was 14. My dad's sister is still there but many of my relatives have managed to get out. People forget that there are still people there who are not radicalized in any particular direction trying to live normal lives in a very difficult situation.

I was always a kid trying to make a buck. I borrowed a dollar from my dad went to the penny candy store bought a dollar's worth of candy set up my booth and sold candy for five cents apiece. Ate half my inventory made $2.50 gave my dad back his dollar.