Well it rains and it pours when you're out on your own If I crash on the couch can I sleep in my clothes? 'cause I've spent the night dancing I'm drunk I suppose If it looks like I'm laughing I'm really just asking to leave This alone you're in time for the show You're the one that I need I'm the one that you loathe You can watch me corrode Like a beast in repose 'cause I love all the poison Away with the boys in the band I've really been on a bender and it shows So why don't you blow me a kiss before she goes?
Your gratitude is valuable for anyone. Is not grateful to everybody. Is to those Thankfully you really love and to you do something good and nicely to you are. If you waste your gratitude, your heart does not believe you any more you it so means.
You cant really begin to appreciate life until it has knocked you down a few times. You cant really begin to appreciate love until your heart has been broken. And you cant really begin to appreciate happiness until you've known sadness. Once you've walked through the valley, the view from the mountain top is breath taking.
This idea of purity and you’re never compromised and you’re always politically ‘woke’ and all that stuff - you should get over that quickly. The world is messy; there are ambiguities, People who do really good stuff have flaws. People who you are fighting may love their kids, and share certain things with you.
The first step is to measure whatever can be easily measured. This is OK as far as it goes. The second step is to disregard that which can't be easily measured or to give it an arbitrary quantitative value. This is artificial and misleading. The third step is to presume that what can't be measured easily really isn't important. This is blindness. The fourth step is to say that what can't be easily measured really doesn't exist. This is suicide.
That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. Girls. They can drive you crazy. They really can.
A pacifist is not really a pacifist if he is unable to make a choice between violence and non-violence. A true pacifist is able to kill or maim in the blink of an eye, but at the moment of impending destruction of the enemy he chooses non-violence
Is this the way it's really going down? Is this how we say goodbye? Should've known better when you came around That you were going to make me cry It's breaking my heart to watch you run around 'Cause I know that you're living a lie But that's okay baby 'cause in time you will find
