When I sit back in my rocking chair someday, I want to be able to say I've done it all.
I hope you're never happy with anybody but me, and every face you look into, I hope you're haunted by me. Yes, I'm possessive and jealous, at least I speak honestly.
Storms make trees take deeper roots.
Energy begets energy.
My husband says I look like a Q-tip.
I don't have time to stand around and listen to an 11-minute song.