I kept thinking it could be nothing.

And I kept thinking about this 70 percent.

I kept thinking about what you said, and...

I kept thinking, I wonder what my future could be.

I kept thinking of beds and red cheeks, and of course I kept thinking of sex when I looked at him, and I thought, is that what he's thinking about?

I kept thinking that I have to come out of myself.

And I kept thinking over and over again this question.

I kept thinking about Ryder's Quarry. You know the place?

I kept thinking This must be what death feels like.

But you kept thinking about each other.

So I kept on thinking, where do those crusts go? (Laughter)

And I kept thinking over and over in my mind, what had happened?

I kept thinking about these two questions and I've come to this conclusion

And all the while, I kept thinking about that great old Whitman poem

Thinking about you was the only thing that kept me sane.

I kept singing.

I kept wondering,

I kept digging.

I kept driving.

I started thinking about the relationship between communication, media and collective action when I wrote Smart Mobs, and I found that when I finished the book, I kept thinking about it.

All he kept saying, all I kept hearing was

Not only were they enthusiastic, they kept thinking they're there to help us.

I kept on singing.

But I kept dreaming.

I kept this abstract.

I kept my promise.

I kept my promise.

I kept seeing her.

I kept seeing her.

You know, I was sitting in that jail and I just kept thinking about all the stupid stuff I'd done.

Are you thinking what I am thinking?

I am thinking.

I was thinking...

I was thinking...

I was thinking...

I was thinking...

I was thinking...

I kept bugging her for a date. She kept saying no.

But I just kept pushing.

I kept 100 of it.

So I kept that figure.

And I kept making comics.

So I kept my shares.

But I kept having hearings.

I have kept my word.