I march to a different drummer, whose location, identity, and musical training haven't yet been established.
I didn't mind being a public executioner, once I got the hang of it.
The hand can be quicker than the eye, and the mouth can be quicker than the brain.
There may not be a Heaven, but there is a San Francisco.
Even a meaningless life may contain many good breakfasts.
Without me there could be no everybody.