I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
Beware the pull on your heartstrings -- it's often the pursestrings that are actually being reached for.
Go through your phone book, call people and ask them to drive you to the airport. The ones who will drive you are your true friends. The rest aren't bad people; they're just acquaintances.
For the night was not impartial. No, the night loved some more than others, served some more than others.
Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.
Van was screaming something and Jolu was shouting and I looked at them for a second and that was when someone put a coarse.
Skiing combines outdoor fun with knocking down trees with your face.