“I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.”

It’s not how you start, it’s how you finish.
And it’s not about the things you’ve done, it’s what you’re doing now.
Everybody gets knocked down — how quick are you gonna get up?

I could say life is just a bowl of jello
and appear more intelligent and smart
but I'm stuck like a dope with this thing called hope--and I can't get it out of my heart...
...not this heart.