shining like fireworks over your sad empty town..

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once.

To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends. To appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.

Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.

The world spins. We stumble on. It is enough.

Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.

• ‎1950's lyrics: Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfilled. For, my darling, I love you, and I always will.
• 1960's lyrics: When the girl in your arms is the girl in your heart, then you've got everything.
• 1970's lyrics: I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
• 2012 lyrics: Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt.

In retrospect, we regret the things we didn’t do more than the things we did.