Heaven is where the police are British the chefs Italian the mechanics German the lovers French and it is all organized by the Swiss
I think hell is something you carry around with you not somewhere you go
Someone once told me the definition of hell the last day you have on earth the person you become will meet the person you could have become
There's no speed limit on the highway to hell
The words you speak become the house you live in
You are perfect exactly as you are with all your flaws and problems there's no need to change anything all you need to change is the thought that you have to change
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