I like having a woman. I like having someone to come home to, to make all of the hard work feel worth it. I need someone with me. And I want someone.

Love is still a simple act of faith, and a faithful heart is always worth the wait.

I've finally found somebody who's up to the task of being my wife, because I'm very ... high maintenance.

I got worries by the ton, getting cancer's only one. Over taxed and alimonied, tired of eating fried baloney.

The man in between waits between the two, not hearing the lie and not seeing the true. Unknowing what is and denying what seems, and there he will sleep, the man in between.

September morn Do you remember how we danced that night away Two lovers playing scenes from some romantic play September morning still can make me feel this way.

I think probably Australians have just a little more taste than most people.