I'm Not Happy With Just Repeating Myself.

Life Is Savagely Unfair. It Ignores Our Deep-seated Convictions And Places A Disproportionate Emphasis On The Decisions We Make In Split Seconds.

That Is The Trouble With Happiness-all Of It Is Built On Top Of Something That Men Want.

Sad Words Are Just Another Beauty. A Sad Story Means, This Storyteller Is Alive. The Next Thing You Know Something Fine Will Happen To Her, Something Marvelous, And Then She Will Turn Around And Smile.

You May Think That's Funny Osama But You Never Can Squeeze Every Last Bit Of Pride Out Of A Human Being. It's Like A Tube Of Toothpaste. You Can Twist It And You Can Crush It But There's Always A Tiny Bit Left Isn't There?

Still Shaking, In The Pew, I Understood That It Isn't The Dead We Cry For. We Cry For Ourselves, And I Didn't Deserve My Own Pity.