Zitat des Tages von Delilah:
I have never once celebrated a Valentine's Day as a romantic holiday. For me, it's another opportunity to tell my kids or whoever how much I love them. I hang pink crepe paper and make heart-shaped pancakes!
I made just about every mistake a person could make before God came into my heart. If some of those painful experiences can help someone avoid the same mistakes I made, then perhaps my heartache was not totally in vain.
I have a card catalogue in my brain of every lyric of every sappy love song ever written.
Put the kids in a cool bath, then get them to bed, then light a candle. Do whatever you need to do to ease your troubled mind.
When I see people wasting their hours doing nothing productive, nothing to contribute to the world, nothing to build relationships, it makes me sad. Actually, it makes me mad. I want to scream, 'Wake up!'.
Songs say what our emotions can't. I love that about music.
'Endless Love' is such a perfect love song for a wedding or for a Valentine, because that is the committed kind of endless love. All the lyrics are perfect.
Well, people can get advice almost anywhere, but they can't find a companion almost anywhere. And far more than being an advice-giver or somebody who just plays sappy love songs, I really am a companion on the radio at night.
Like millions of parents, I chose to send my children to a religious school that shares my belief system, which is central to my life. I objected to changes in the school that, in my opinion, did not reflect that belief system.
I'm not Dr. Phil. I'm not Dr. Laura.
I had never heard anyone doing what my show does, which is put the focus on the human condition - whatever you're going through, good or bad, right or wrong, straight or gay, whatever. That human experience is the meat of the show.
I buy very little of what's sold to me in the church. Very, very little.
If you're a parent, love your children. If you're married, honor your spouse instead of looking on the Internet for love in all the wrong places. I'm talking about real relationships, not false intimacies.
Every single night, I try to get people to realize that love is what is most important, and that they need to use every opportunity given them to reach out in love. Schmaltzy and corny, I know, but it's true.
I was 25 when my first husband walked out of the house and left me with a 10-month-old. And a house payment and a car payment. But suffice it to say I have a lot of love in my life.
You know how most kids have posters of sports heroes on their walls? They gave me reams of the old news copy, and I had those taped in my bedroom. And I would practice reading the news.
It's what I do best - pry into people's business and mind their business. I can't help myself. I can't even go through the grocery line of the grocery store without talking to people and then giving them my opinion.
I think the saddest thing in the world will be for people who face their death and realize they never lived. That won't be me.
I was attracted to the bad boys, the troublemakers. You know, the ones that were really cute but didn't come home. So I have a couple of failed marriages under my belt, but that's OK.
After we air the call, it's gone. I always thought, 'What a waste.' That's such a powerful story, and there's no way to revisit it or share it.
A lot of times, in our culture and our society, we put romantic love somehow on a higher plane than self-love and friendship love. You can't do that. You have to honor and really fully invest in all these different loving relationships.
I have more love in my life than I ever dreamed or imagined.
I respect and admire the Mormon faith. And I am eternally grateful that we live in a country where we have the freedom to worship as we choose.
God gives different people different gifts, and there are some people that can listen to an instrument and within a fraction of a second tell, you know, where it's off key or what note doesn't resonate correctly.
We had an argument, and he told me to be home at midnight, and I said no. And so when I did come home, the door was locked. And I had gotten a set of luggage for graduation that day, and it was on the front porch, packed. He thought that he was going to prove a point and I was going to say, 'Oh, I'm sorry, Daddy, I'm sorry'.
