It's been a long rocky life, with plenty of possibility but too much human ugliness.
Love is a pathway of many colors and dead ends. But when the right path is chosen, the sights are amazing.
I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your mama's Hooked on Phonics.
Flows that go against the grain with a story so compellin' I should mind The People's Court, snatch the mic from Doug Llewellyn
The gorgeous breathlessness and thrilling pulse -- those are sensations that the years have layered on top of the initial emptiness, like sheet after sheet of silk covering a bare table. More than fifty years later I can only see the cloth; the table has been obscured.
I only do what my gut tells me to. I think it's smart to listen to other people's advice, but at the end of the day, you're the only one who can tell you what's right for you.
Lists simplify, clarify, edify.
Lethargics are to be laid in the light, and exposed to the rays of the sun for the disease is gloom.
The journalist's job is to get the story by breaking into their offices, by bribing, by seducing people, by lying, by anything else to break through the palace guard.