I suspect the truth is that we are waiting, all of us, against insurmountable odds, for something extraordinary to happen to us.

Damn! Why do those yellow-bellied fates always gang up on the elderly?

They talked in the car always, he trying to find the key to her own ignition behind the hooded eyes, she sitting back of the right-hand steering wheel and talking, talking, nothing but MG-words, inanimate-words he couldn’t really talk back at. Soon

I learned to embrace my individuality, and if that meant writing a song on one chord over and over again, then that&#39;s what I do.

Beth Orton

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