When I'm having a bad day, I pick up my guitar.
The way to catch a knuckleball is to wait until it stops rolling and then pick it up.
For a more than miffed Midnight, fate was for emperors, fools and soppy lovers: - fate was the self-important egotism of those doing well, the sheer unbearable arrogance of the living and loved.
It's good to let God pick a man for you. We don't do so well when we pick them ourselves. They end up lipsticks in a drawer, all those wrong colors you thought looked so good in the package.
You might say that you've finally earned the wisdom.Actually, it's the wisdom that has found and formed you.
How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.
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