We've been through so much together, and most of it was your fault.
Even when I'm happy and successful, life still goes on.
The fact that many things have no explanation ought to prevent them from happening; but it doesn't.
My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I'm right.
Even with a round table, some people always seem able to sit at the head of it.
How can I be sure I've succeeded, if I can't remember what I was trying to do