Trust is a careless pursuit.
Wisdom holds a candle to experience, but you've got to take the candle and walk alone.
How easy it was to fall in love with every moment of her existence!
Now lemme get this straight," she said in a throaty, nasal voice. "You put the lime in the cocanut and drink 'em both up--whoa, long faces. What am I interrupting?
Love was a dance floor where everyone you loved left a mark behind.
End times aren't supposed to be very pretty.