What happened to romance? sappy soppy longhand love letters.

There’s an innocence to her still that amazes me. Sometimes I forget she’s older than me. Then, I remember that she hasn’t gone through what I’ve gone through.

It would be so great to have someone my own age to talk to, even if it was just about books.

When what one does, reps, or 'spits', repetitively, is foul or beastly - one summons spiritual undertakers to dine on fleshly parasites. In various forms, nature's law purges all that becomes wasteful. Change your game, or the game will change you.

Sometimes it also helps to have a bit less pride.

Everyone can use a little beauty.

Everything free and decent in life is being locked away in filthy little cellars by beastly people who don't care.

Shakespeare's great."Duh. Shakespeare's cool, man.