Women are like dogs really. They love like dogs, a little insistently. And they like to fetch and carry and come back wistfully after hard words, and learn rather easily to carry a basket.
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Too many people confine their exercise to jumping on conclusions, runnig up bills, streching the truth, bending over backward, lying down on the job, sidestepping responsibility and pushing their luck.
When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which never happened
Try not to let your mind wander. I found mine in a French restaurant the other day ordering filet-mignon and champagne. It set me back $85. Oh crap, zoning off again.
How can you see into my eyes like open doors? Leading you down into my core Where I've become so numb Without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold Until you find it there and lead it back home
Would you dance If I asked you to dance? Would you run And never look back? Would you cry If you saw me crying? And would you save my soul tonight?
Would you tremble If I touched your lips? Would you laugh, Oh please tell me this? Now would you die For the one you love? And hold me in your arms tonight?
If you have an important point to make, don't try to be subtle or clever. Use a pile driver. Hit the point once. Then come back and hit it again. Then hit it a third time – a tremendous whack.
Women are like dogs really. They love like dogs, a little insistently. And they like to fetch and carry and come back wistfully after hard words, and learn rather easily to carry a basket.
'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be Thinking maybe you come back into the place that we'd meet And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
