Sunday, February 25, 2018

Boys Whistle

Live long enough and you run out of excuses. What I once saw as lines between beauty and heartache blur and the cosmos becomes a grand extravaganza in glorious 3-D and technicolor with a lush Jack Nitzsche soundtrack.

If it weren't for all this love in my heart, I probably wouldn't believe in anything.

When I tell you that I have no purpose, that doesn't really mean that I have nothing to do. I'm here to save the world and you are, too. 

Hey, Moriarty! What's with the orange hair?

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