We get a little further from perfection each year. I think that's called character. I think that's just how it goes.

You've got your whole life to do something, And that's not very long. So why don't you give me a call When you're willing to fight For what you think is real, For what you think is right.

Life is a sleazy stranger, who looks vaguely familiar; flirting with a bimbo named disaster at the end of the bar.

You are so lame. You always disappoint me. It's kind of like our running joke but it's really not funny and I just want you to live up to the image of you I create.

My life may not be something special But it's never been lived before.

For every hand extended another lies in wait. Keep your eye on that one girl...anticipate.

Birth is the epicenter of women's power