“Loving him was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street; faster than the winds, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly.”
“The ultimate dead end is murder. My house is on a dead-end street, and it’s killing me. My house is so small it’s trying to suffocate me.”
“My life feels like a book left out on the porch, and the wind blows the pages faster and faster, turning always toward a new chapter faster than I can stop to read it.”
“Failure is a detour, not a dead-end street.”
“The One-Two was located on a dead end street in a dead end town and was a permanent, self-storage bin for broken dreams.”
“A dead end street is a good place to turn around.”