Satire Of Satire Tends To Be Self-canceling,

I Hope I Go To Heaven, And When I Do, I'm Going To Do What Every San Franciscan Does When He Gets There. He Looks Around And Says, 'it Ain't Bad, But It Ain't San Francisco.'

One Day If I Do Go To Heaven...i'll Look Around And Say, 'it Ain't Bad, But It Ain't San Francisco.

The Precise Location Of Heaven On Earth Has Never Been Established But It May Very Well Be Right Here

The Trouble With Born-again Christians Is That They Are An Even Bigger Pain The Second Time Around.

A City Is Not Gauged By Its Length And Width, But By The Broadness Of Its Vision And The Height Of Its Dreams.