The world is a book and those who do not travel read only a page.
Maybe you’re young without youth, or maybe you’re old without knowing anything true; I think you’re young without youth.
...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.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map