When the good times come around, they gallup in like wild horses. You just try to stay on them for as long as you can. And when they throw you offyou just wait in the shade until they come around again.

Tonight I just need my guitar.

My mother insisted that her children read.

Why don't we get drunk and screw?

The cheating was sweet, but my heart is beat. Don't tear it apart, please by-pass this heart.

Without geography you're nowhere.

I know a girl made of memories and phrases, lives her whole life in chapters and phases.