Not Keeping A Promise Is The Same

Falling In Love Was A Solo Act. I Knew That, Had Learned That The Hard Way. You Just Jumped And Hoped Your Parachute Opened. Sometimes You Looked Up And Saw You Were Falling By Yourself, The Object Of Your Desire Still On The Plane, Not Interested In Jumping, Watching You Descend Into That Scary Place Alone.

Love Is For The Soul And Sex Is For The Body. Both Cry Out For Satisfaction

Its Impossible To Explain Creativity. It's Like Asking A Bird, 'how Do You Fly?' You Just Do.

Early Is On Time, On Time Is Late, And Late Is Unacceptable!

Every Man Kills The Things That He Loves. Some With A Look, Some With Flattery, The Coward With A Kiss.