I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
Now is the time for all good men to come to.
We don't know a millionth of one percent about anything.
Life is a great big canvas; throw all the paint on it you can.
Plans are only good intentions unless they immediately degenerate into hard work.
I feel about airplanes the way I feel about diets. It seems to me they are wonderful things for other people to go on.
There is no nonsense so errant that it cannot be made the creed of the vast majority by adequate governmental action.