“My way’s not very sportsmanlike.”

These are the things I can do without.

“It’s not your job to be as confused as Nigel.”

Do you wanna know, know that it doesn’t hurt me?

I’ve heard that it’s quite acceptable and surprisingly fun.

Ain’t there a pen that will write before they die?

All my favorite places, my city had been pulled down.

I can develop my brooding potential.

Both of us searching for some perfect world we know we’ll never find.

Well, sometimes I love you on a Saturday night. Sunday morning, you don’t look right.