I phoned my dad to tell him I had stopped smoking. He called me a quitter.
To be willing to die for an idea is to set a rather high price on conjecture.
While we have the gift of life, it seems to me that only tragedy is to allow part of us to die - whether it is our spirit, our creativity, or our glorious uniqueness.
The undertaking of a new action brings new strength.
Neither did the cop car that went past, nor the firetruck, nor the next three cop-cars.
There are plenty of good five-cent cigars in the country. The trouble is they cost a quarter. What this country needs is a good five-cent nickel.
Be a good listener. Your ears will never get you in trouble.