Everything good needs replacing

A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other... maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.

Tomorrow is no place to place your better days.

The world and the universe are far more wonderful if there's not a puppet master.

I'll lean on you and you lean on me and we'll be okay.

If I go Before I'm old Oh, brother of mine Please don't forget me if I go Bartender, please Fill my glass for me With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free After three days in the ground.

Turns out, not where, but who you're with that really matters.

Because life is short but sweet for certain

The saddest part of the human race is we're obsessed with this idea of 'us and them,' which is really a no-win situation, whether it's racial, cultural, religious or political.

Satellite in my eyes Like a diamond in the sky How I wonder Satellite strung from the moon And the world your balloon Peeping Tom for the mother station

Goodnight moon. Sweet dreams. Smile kindly upon this little blue gum ball of us while we sleep.

Like most girls, her imagination carried her just as far as the altar and no further.

No matter how we choose to live, we both die at the end.

I dream of flight, not to be as the angels are, but to rise above the smallness of it all. The smallnesss that I am. Against the daily death the iconography of wings.

I find it disturbing that the media keeps referring to my marriage, since I got divorced in 1979. But the media never wants to let me forget.

He who will not be counseled cannot be helped.

Are you trying to manipulate me? It's working.

If we want to build the Iraqis' confidence about our intentions in their country, if we want to stop adding fuel to the fire of insurgency and terrorism, we must clarify our intent.

...I've found out it's fun to go shopping. It's such a feminine thing to do.

As for critics, one mediocre writer is more valuable than ten good critics. They are like haughty, barren spinsters lodged in a maternity ward.

In my head there are several windows, that I do know, but perhaps it is always the same one, open variously on the parading universe.