Everybody likes a kidder, but nobody lends him money.
Sometimes love will pick you up by the short hairs...and jerk the heck out of you.
Beginning today, treat everyone you meet as if they were going to be dead by midnight. Extend them all the care, kindness and understanding you can muster. Your life will never be the same again.
Now is the time for all good men to come to.
Why do writers write? Because it isn't there.
If my mental map was right, we were heading down to Fisherman's Wharf.
I'm moving, but don't worry! Someone once told me we're all on the same planet, so I'll be okay!