Quasimodo had it harder than you, but you're sorrier for yourself...

Your song has been sung and I am lost somewhere within the crescendo

You have one advantage over me; You can kiss my ass and I cannot.

People are only as prepared as their intentions. Dare to deceive and they will watch me erase them from my life.

Your lies may take care of the present, but they have no future.

You'd be in great shape-
If you ran as much as your mouth does...

A bend in the road is not the end of the road... unless you fail to make the turn.

The night is a melancholy blanket that wraps you up in an amorous grasp while she feeds the depths of confusion and chaos.

Music is the literature of the heart; it begins when speech ends...

Sometimes when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated.