Not only don't I know what tomorrow will bring, I'm still not entirely certain what yesterday brought?

I have just discovered the truth, and can't understand why everybody isn't eager to hear it.

I can no longer face life, so I've decided to go through the rest of it backwards.

Be a good neighbor, and leave me alone.

Thanks to my computer, I have now achieved a much higher state of disorganization.

Sooner or later, I'll be punctual.

What good is it if you talk in flowers, and they think in pastry?