She's Always Thought That One

The Repeated Lies Become History, But They Don't Necessarily Become The Truth.

How Inevitable It Is; We Step Into An Ordinary Moment And Never Come Out Again.

If They Ask You To Stand Still, You Should Dance.

She Was Tired Of Everyone Wanting To Go To Heaven, Nobody Wanting To Die. The Only Thing Worth Grieving Over, She Said, Was That Sometimes There Was More Beauty In This Life Than The World Could Bear.

The Irish Are Great For Their Tunes, But All Their Lovesongs Are Sad And Their Warsongs Happy.