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.
Up ahead, I saw someone, a middle-aged lady in a hippie dress, falter and fall.
Maybe the most any of us can expect of ourselves isn't perfection but progress.
Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better.
Everyone wants to be Cary Grant. Even I want to be Cary Grant.
Never hold discussions with the monkey when the organ grinder is in the room.
I like to play blackjack. I'm not addicted to gambling, I'm addicted to sitting in a semi-circle.