"Adversity is the first path to truth."

--Lord Byron

New Year's Day
by U2

All is quiet on New Year's Day
A world in white gets under way
And I want to be with you
Be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year's Day

I will be with you again
I will be with you again

Under a blood-red sky
A crowd has gathered in black and white
Arms entwined, the chosen few
Newspapers say, it says it's true
And we can break through
Though torn in two we can be one

I will begin again
I will begin again

Oh and maybe the time is right
Oh maybe tonight

I will be with you again
I will be with you again

And so we are told this is the golden age
And gold is the reason for the wars we wage
Though I want to be with you
To be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year's day

"This is my...Everything's Ok Alarm! It goes off...every three seconds...unless something...isn't ok!"

--Homer Simpson

"What is your obsession with clowns? I hate clowns!"

--Amy Wright

"Ah! what would the world be to us
If the children were no more?
We should dread the desert behind us
Worse than the dark before."

--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Come Undone
by Duran Duran

Mine...immaculate dream made breath and skin
I've been waiting for you
Signed...with a home tattoo
Happy birthday to you was created for you

Can't ever keep from falling apart at the seams
Can I believe you're taking my heart to pieces

Oh...it'll take a little time
Might take a little crime to come undone

Now we'll try to stay blind to the hope and fear outside
Hey child stay wilder than the wind and blow me in to cry

Who do you need
Who do you love
When you come undone

Who do you need
Who do you love
When you come undone

Words...playing me deja vu
Like a radio tune I swear I've heard before

Chill...is it something real
Or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers

Can't ever keep from falling apart at the seams
Can I believe you're taking my heart to pieces

Lost...in a snow filled sky
We'll make it alright to come undone

Now we'll try to stay blind to the hope and fear outside
Hey child stay wilder than the wind and blow me in to cry

Who do you need
Who do you love
When you come undone

Who do you need
Who do you love
When you come undone

"This is amazing. I'm speaking idiotic psycho-babble, and yet I'm strangely...happy."

--Brain, Pinky and the Brain

The Late Show
by Jackson Browne

Everyone I've ever known has wished me well
Anyway that's how it seems, it's hard to tell
Maybe people only ask you how you're doing
Because that's easier
Than letting on how little they could care
But when you know that you've got a real friend somewhere
Suddenly all the others are so much easier to bear

Now to see things clear, it's hard enough, I know
While you're waiting for reality to show
Without dreaming of the perfect love
And holding it so far above
That if you stumbled onto someone real you'd never know
You'd never know

You could be with somebody who is lonely too
Sometimes it doesn't show
He might be trying to get across to you
Words can be so slow
When your own emptiness is all that's getting through
There comes a point when you're not sure
Why you're still talking
I passed that point long ago
Long ago

I'm so tired of all this circling
And all these glimpses of the end
You know it's useless to pretend
That's all the voices say
You'll go right on circling
Until you've found some kind of friend

Well, I saw you through the laughter and the noise
You were talking with the soldiers and the boys
While they scuffled for your weary smiles
I thought of all the empty miles
And the years that I'd spent looking for your eyes
Looking for your eyes

Now I'm sitting here wondering what to say
That you might recognize
Afraid that all these words might scare you away
Break through the disguise
No one ever talks about their feelings anyway
Without dressing them in dreams and laughter
I guess it's just too painful otherwise

Look...

It's like you're standing in the window
Of a house nobody lives in
And I'm sitting in a car across the way
Let's just say
It's an early model Chevrolet
Let's just say
It's a warm and windy day
You go and pack your sorrow
The trash man comes tomorrow
Leave it at the curb
And we'll just roll away

"I like how you said 'any' twice; it shows that you care...you care."

--The Pointy-Haired Boss, Dilbert

"It's okay to make mistakes...I made one once."

--George Hawk