Just like you don't hoist your sails to move the boat, but to put yourself within reach of the wind.
Hoist, baby, hoist, baby, 1, 2, 3, 4 -
The Universe
It's exactly at times like these, Lainie, when the going gets tough, rumors are rampant, and people begin resisting change, that you know things are about to get really, really good.
You always could pick the right time, the right place, and the best jeans.
All eyes are upon you,
The Universe
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