Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today; and I'll always remember it
Call me sentimental, but there's no-one in the world that I'd like to see get dysentery more than you
And of course there is always joy in witnessing the joy of others
But how can you not like music? That's the same as not liking food! Or sex!
Today. This bright new day that awaits us
Welcome to the graveyard of ambition.