You whoreson scalawag! said I. You flesh-turd dropped stinking from the poxy arsehole of a hare-lipped harlot!
You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake.
My father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days...
I used to be a cool chick but I'm not anymore.
Readers are the glue that binds the books together.
Change alone is eternal, perpetual, immortal.
Music shouldn't be just a tune, it should be a touch.
Glory of the world makes life meaningless. Glory of God fulfills it.
The nights were mainly made for saying things you can't say tomorrow day.
GOD IS MY PROVIDER I BRAG DIFFERENT, THROUGH HIM ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE.
There is so much woman in many a girl and too much boy in many a man.