Breakdowns Come, And Breakdowns Go.

Nor Is It Strange That After Changes Upon Changes, We Are More Or Less The Same

Losing Love Is Like A Window In Your Heart.

The Risk Of Failure Is Part Of The Fun Of What I Do.

The Only Time That Love Is An Easy Game Is When Two Other People Are Playing It.

We're Living In A Certain Time, And We're Aware Of It. And That's Part Of What We're Aware Of, Along With Our Own Personal Aches And Pains.