If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.

A friend is someone you can call at any hour to laugh or cry or complain.

I want to know the truth, however perverted that may sound.

A real friend's got your back, while the fake ones are sticking knives in it.

I think human consciousness, is a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self-aware, nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself, we are creatures that should not exist by natural law. We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self; an accretion of sensory, experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody is nobody. Maybe the honorable thing for our species to do is deny our programming, stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction, one last midnight - brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.

Son, you outgrew my lap, but never my heart.

Nearly half of the American population is eagerly anticipating the end of the world. This dewy-eyed nihilism provides absolutely no incentive to build a sustainable civilization. Many of these people are lunatics, but they are not the lunatic fringe.