I see myself rather like an old discarded dishrag.
Those Catholics, they really nab you when you're young.
I was driving my car, I crashed and broke my spine. So yes there are things worse in life than never being someone's sweetie.
Even now - in the final hour of my life - I'm falling in love again.
I'm capable of looking on the bright side. I just don't do it very often.
Rush to danger; wind up nowhere.