The price of freedom keeps going up, but the quality keeps deteriorating.
All I want is a little more than I'll ever get.
I could do great things, if I weren't so busy doing little things.
The reports on human progress are beginning to come in, and some are a little discouraging.
To the Tax Office: All is over between us. Please don't attempt to communicate with me again.
I live in a world all my own, but visitors are always welcome.