Either I've been missing something or nothing has been going on.

A pronoun, too, will aptly reflect the number of its antecedent: "they" does not refer to one person, no matter how many personalities she or he has, or how eager you are to skirt the gender frays.

We all ended up somewhere with our various uncertain lives flapping about us in tatters and our pockets full of foreign coins.

Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.

We waltzed Lisztlessly.

Killing time takes practice.

Words themselves are the intimate attire of thoughts and feelings.

Time is the mother and mugger of us all.

Art is only abstract when you look the other way.

It seems ironic, expecting the unexpected, like she had fabricated pieces of her story to make it more interesting. Considering my boredom with the current version, I can't imagine the first draft.

When aspirations are perceived to be achievable, ambition and drive can erase excuses.

It's just what we love doing. I don't feel like we have some kind of obligation to... It's really just a natural thing.

Sometimes I look back and think, 'Good. I'd love to go in and bang out a good episode of 'Talk Soup' today.'

I'm the most un-diva-ish person you'll meet. I'm never rude to people and I am always on time.

I'm just basking in the glory.

I try to make those references. I try to make sure that they're not too obscure. But outside of that, I dare not claim anything in the spiritual realm for my own.

Happiness is a fragile thing, and alcohol, as I know from the house I grew up in, is dangerous to it.

In time, all of Korea will be united in liberty.

I'm quite open to the fact that I might be a tinfoil-hat freak