A man who doesn’t love easily, loves too much.
Through the dark of futures past, the magician longs to see, one chants out between two worlds, fire walk with me!
I’ve got good news. That gum you like is going to come back in style.
I have no idea where this will lead us. But I have a definite feeling it will be a place both wonderful and strange.
Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don’t plan it, don’t wait for it, just let it happen. It could be a new shirt at the men’s store, a catnap in your office chair or two cups of good hot black coffee.
While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact is that I am a naysayer and hatchet-man in the fight against violence. I pride myself in taking a punch and I’ll gladly take another because I choose to live my life in the company of Gandhi and King. My concerns are global. I reject absolutely: revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love. I love you Sheriff Truman.
Where there’s no sense, there’s no feeling.
The last few steps are always the darkest and most difficult.
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THAT’S THE KIND OF GIRL THAT MAKE YOU WISH YOU SPOKE A LITTLE FRENCH.
In real life, there is no algebra.
He is Bob, eager for fun. He wears a smile. Everybody run.
COOPER, YOU REMIND ME TODAY OF A SMALL MEXICAN CHIHUAHUA.
