I just hope it was okay, I know it wasn’t perfect, I hope in the end we can laugh and say it was all worth it.
And this vague little smile is my all purpose expression the meaning of which I will leave to your discretion.
Let’s show them all how it’s done, let’s do it all imperfectly.
When everything else seems unclear, at least I’ll know I do it for the joy it brings.
We barely have time to react in this world, let alone rehearse.
You’re trying to fight gravity on a planet that insists that love is like falling, and falling is like this.
First decide what you got to do, then go out and do it. All we can do is to see each other through it.
Art is why I get up in the morning, but my definition ends there.
While out in TV Nation, under darkening skies, the resistance is just waiting to be organized.
I’m an all powerful amazon warrior, not just some sniveling girl.
I’d rather suffer the consequences of truth than of silence.
Time is not a thing that’s ours to lose.
God help you if you are a phoenix and you dare to rise up from the ash a thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy while you are just flying past.
People need something or someone to fasten themselves to in order to reassure themselves that they are real.
I used to be a superhero; no one could touch me, not even myself. You are like a phone booth I somehow stumbled into, and now look at me – I am just like everybody else.
I was supposed to be cool about this, yeah, I remember – cool was the plan. Tried to keep it all under wraps, but the wraps kept going slack. I keep turning round, I keep coming back.
And thoughts of no other man but you could possibly get through the picket lines to enter into my mind.
Up up up up up up points the spire of the steeple but god’s work isn’t done by god it’s done by people.
How come I can pick my ears but not my nose?
If more people were screamin’, I could relax.