Losing my homies in a hurry, they're relocating to the cemetery.
The sex was so passionate it bordered on violence. It was not vanilla. It was passion as suffering
I'm not greedy. I just want one person. The world is so big and there are so many people. But I only want one.
I lead a life of severe self-control mitigated by moments of impulse.
Somehow when you see a politician kiss a baby, shake a hand -- kiss anything -- it is tainted.
Expressing emotion is not so easy. He has to remind himself that English is not her first language. Expressing emotion can be difficult even when the words are familiar.
I try and picture you reading this -- there is a sense that as I write I try and get nearer to you, connect in my mind with you.
If you want to do a movie about aliens coming down to Earth nowadays, you need to do it with a smile. When Tim Burton did Mars Attacks, he tried to make it a little bit kitschy, because it's not scary for people anymore. It's not scary that birds will attack you anymore, but I'm sure it was when Alfred Hitchcock made it. And it still is when you watch it.
We need to be acquainted with the promptings of the Holy Ghost, and we need to practice and apply gospel teachings until they become natural and automatic. These promptings become the foundation of our testimonies. Then our testimonies will keep us happy and safe in troubled times.
The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.
We have to be on time every day for one thing or another, so how can we be on time and yet not in time at the same time?