The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it.
Go through your phone book, call people and ask them to drive you to the airport. The ones who will drive you are your true friends. The rest aren't bad people; they're just acquaintances.
In all affairs it's a healthy thing now and then to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted.
There ain't no free lunches in this country. And don't go spending your whole life commiserating that you got raw deals. You've got to say, 'I think that if I keep working at this and want it bad enough I can have it.'
There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.
Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.
All that is human must retrograde if it does not advance.