Few things are as uniquely painful as bad comedy, and the realization that the human mind is a house of mirrors with no entrance and no exit.
Homemade' sounds much better when not referring to tattoos.
Nature's beauty never fails to fill me with a sense of wonder and awe, and still, I refuse to go camping.
I'm no quitter, unless it comes to human relationships or math and science.
I'd put my faith in god, but I haven't met him, and I've been hurt before.
Why hasn't anyone opened a night club named 'No Drugs Allowed, Wink, Wink'?