Monogamous Musicians Are Like Vegan Hockey Players.

The Way I Pictured It, All This Grief Would Be Like A Winter Night When You're Standing Outside. You'll Warm Up Once You Get Used To The Cold. Except After You've Been Out There For Awhile, You Feel The Warmth Draining Out Of You And You Realize The Opposite Is Happening; You're Getting Colder And Colder, As The Body Heat You Brought Outside With You Seeps Out Of Your Skin. Instead Of Getting Used To It, You Get Weaker The Longer You Endure It.

Every American Wants A Clean Slate, But Nobody Wants To Lose What They've Got.

One Nice Thing About Growing Up Catholic Is It Makes You Open-minded About Other People's Religions, Since Ours Is Nuttier Than Yours.

I Didn't Know What I Was. I Didn't Have A Noun.

A Song Nobody Likes Is A Sad Thing. But A Love Song Nobody Likes Is Hardly A Thing At All.