Love is what makes the clock wind
for sanity is only aclock ticking, running out of time
(love drives you crazy eventually)

Your like crack and im an addict

The truth is like the sun...
it hurts to look directly at it.

A man of high standards and many morals often weeps for failure.

The will to succeed and the will to achieve all amounts to nothing without the will to try.

Life would suck as a toilet!