I Believe All Literature Started As Gossip.

Tennis, Imprisoned Within Fixed Boundaries, A Patch Of An Acre, A Green Rectangle, Tries The Human Soul. A Tennis Court Is Like A Coffin, Only Larger.

People Aren't Grapes - You Can't Weigh Them In A Bunch, But I Guess It's Easier Than Dealing With People As Individuals.

I Think Gay People Are Like Blondes: There're Fewer Of Them But They Have More Fun.

Don't Hope More Than You're Willing To Work.

Intuition Is A Suspension Of Logic Due To Impatience.