We Need More Fruitcakes In This World,

Grief Is Like The Wake Behind A Boat. It Starts Out As A Huge Wave That Follows Close Behind You And Is Big Enough To Swamp And Drown You If You Suddenly Stop Moving Forward. But If You Do Keep Moving, The Big Wake Will Eventually Dissipate. And After A Long Time, The Waters Of Your Life Get Calm Again, And That Is When The Memories Of Those Who Have Left Begin To Shine As Bright And As Enduring As The Stars Above.

I Made A Deal With The Devil For A Whole Lot Of Money.

The Beautiful People In The Magazines, Got The Normal Ones Living Beyond Their Means.

Some People Think There's A Woman To Blame, But I Know - It's My Own Damn Fault

Whatever Thrills You, Anything You Love To Do, Just Say - Someday, I Will.