That's a good way to live, go against the wind.

She had been born with a face that would let her get away, he saw that face and he lost all control.

Radio is so fragmented, it's unbelievable.

The years rolled slowly past and I found myself alone. Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends, I found myself further and further from my home.

He spent all night staring down at the lights on L.A., wondering if he ever could go home.

Some people say love is a losing game, you start with fire and you lose the flame. The ashes smolder, but the warmth's soon gone, you end up cold and lonely on your own.

Mediocrity's easy, the good things take time, the great need commitment.