I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.
The Maestro says it's Mozart but it sounds like bubble gum when you're waiting for the miracle to come.
How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?
I've never thought of myself as a religious person.
Ah, grief makes us precise!
There is a war between the ones who say there is a war and the ones who say there isn't.