I met my old lover on the street last night; she seemed so glad to see me...I just smiled. And we talked about some old times, and we drank ourselves some beers...still crazy after all these years, yeah, still crazy, after all these years.
Now I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize....
Dancing is the child of Music and Love.
Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one.
Even the handsomest men do not have the same momentary effect on the world as a truly beautiful woman does.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.