Without Pain, How Could We Know Joy?

It's Embarrassing That We All Just Walk Through Life Blindly Accepting That Scrambled Eggs Are Fundamentally Associated With Mornings.

The Way I Figure It, Everyone Gets A Miracle.

And I Will Forget Her, Yes. That Which Came Together Will Fall Apart Slowly, But She Will Forgive My Forgetting, Just As I Forgive Her For Forgetting Me And The Colonel And Nothing But Herself And Her Mom In Those Last Moments As She Spent As A Person.

You're Not Boring. You've Got To Stop Saying That, Or People Will Start Believing You.

And Imagining That Future Keeps You Going, But You Never Do It. You Just Use The Future To Escape The Present.