Strange as it may seem, my life is based on a true story

I too have known joy and sadness, and, on the whole, I prefer joy.

I've learned so much from my failures that I'm thinking of having some more.

Why is my autograph so little in demand, except on checks?

Where would I be without my sense of direction.

I am irrevocably committed to being permanently indecisive.

Why is the place where I want to be so often so far from where I am?