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Is that you giggling away to glory?Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?
We've made our decisions, We've taken our choices, What's left, is only a hand-full of emotions.
Everything started as nothing.
When everyone has a microphone, you can't hear anything. Choose one voice carefully and listen in.
In time, all great masterpieces turn into shameless creatures who laugh at their creators.
The moon will guide you through the night with her brightness, but she will always dwell in the darkness, in order to be seen.
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
You can't just ask customers what they want and then try to give that to them. By the time you get it built, they'll want something new.
At his best, man is the noblest of all animals separated from law and justice he is the worst.
The choices that women make sometimes seems provoking and at the same time amusing. I once met a lady who said she liked my amusing facial expression.