Sometimes I write notes that I have difficulty singing.

Though the passion still flutters and flickers, it never got into our knickers.

Living a very long time would be a very scary thing.

Some people can't physically hear things. A kid that listens to Metallica or something can't hear that, because he's filled himself up with this stuff, he physically can't hear a banjo or a harp or something.

The long arm of the law slides up the outskirts of town.

I woke up and one of us was crying.

I find humming is very useful.