My rose-colored glasses are in the wrong prescription; everything is wonderful, but I can't tell what it is.

He was beginning to come to the conclusion that he was but a bit player in his own life.

She toured for half a year with Bomb Rocket Mother before realizing that all of their chord progressions clashed horribly with her hairstyle.

They say the ends justify the means. I say they're not ends at all, but new beginnings.

They say it's the information age. Let me tell you something, it's always been the information age.

I keep meaning to sign up for that class on how to be more spontaneous, but I never seem to get around to it.