For Every Hand Extended Another

And I Was Shocked, To See The Mistakes Of Each Generation, Will Just Fade Like A Radio Station, If You Drive Out Of Range...

I Seriously Hate Pop Music And All Things Super-commercial.

Love Sets Fire To Your Schedule, And Then Calls An End To Time.

I Know Men Are Delicate Origami Creatures Who Need Women To Unfold Them, Hold Them When They Cry. But I Am Tired Of Being Your Savior And I Am Tired Of Telling You Why.

Lying In Bed, You Know, You Don't Seem So Tall.