In the end, who among us does not choose to be a little less right to be a little less lonely.
People ask how I think up my thoughts. Mostly I think them up while reading Paul Simon's lyrics.
It is not happiness until you capture it and store it out of the reach of time.
Though you lose all hope, there is still hope, and it loves to surprise.
Most of us don't need a psychiatric therapist as much as a friend to be silly with.
You don't want to get to the end of life's journey and discover you never left the interstate.