Granted, but an evil sorcerer uses it to destroy all that is good in the world.
I wish I could instantly memorize any song I wanted to.
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
Granted, nobody's judged at all and everyone's happy...from antidepressants, which makes everything psychedelic (dude) and the world falls into chaos because nobody knows what's right and wrong.
I wish I had a blue balloon with a loon and a buffoon on a dune on the moon whilst reading runes.
Granted, but so much rhyming crap makes the loon and buffoon run away with the balloon, leaving you on the moon dune with your runes, just as a falling meteoon crushes you.
I wish I had strained this tea before drinking it. Bleh.
I love her dearly, but I can’t live with her for a day without feeling my whole life is wasting away. — Miss Kenton, The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro