We spent our lives making livings.

It would be refreshing to have a politician try to defend guns without any reference to the Second Amendment, but on the merits of guns.

Why didn't he say goodbye? I gave myself a bruise. Why didn't he say 'I love you'?

We were quiet on the car ride home. I turned on the radio and found a station playing "Hey Jude." It was true, I didn't want to make it bad. I wanted to take the sad song and make it better. It's just that I didn't know how.

He Wrote, Are you OK? I told him, My eyes are crummy. He wrote, But are you OK? I told him, That's a very complicated question. He wrote, That's a very simple answer. I asked, Are you OK? He wrote, Some mornings I wake up feeling grateful.

I regret how much I believed in the future.

Songs are as sad as the listener.