It was my family that wanted me to be a teacher. That was safe, you see. To be a painter was terrible.
He licked his bowl and he looked at me, and then he did the wild thing on my leg.
It was her mother, I didn't know what to say, I was hanging by a string. She said, hey you two, I was once like you and liked to do the wild thing.
But when she got undressed, it was a big old mess, Sheena was a man.
It's all about having fun and smiling and shaking hands.
That's what happens when bodies start slapping.
I lived that life for real, so to talk about it was like a joke, you know what I mean?
A lie is an excuse guarded
Say what some poets will, Nature is not so much her own ever-sweet interpreter, as the mere supplier of that cunning alphabet, whereby selecting and combining as he pleases, each man reads his own peculiar lesson according to his own peculiar mind and mood.
It doesn't matter if the glass is half full or half empty. I am gonna drink it through this crazy straw.
The world becomes a wider place, with but a little learning.