The next time a car appeared down Market Street, I stepped right out into the road, waving my arms over my head, shouting.
My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she is.
Get away from the crowd when you can. Keep yourself to yourself, if only for a few hours daily.
It's wonderful what we can do if we're always doing.
Bear in mind that you should conduct yourself in life as at a feast.
Let me tell you, quite frankly, it took a while and a lot of therapy to get here.
Who were these clowns?