Look! A trickle of water running through some dirt! I'd say our afternoon just got booked solid!
People who get nostalgic about childhood were obviously never children.
If you don't get a goodnight kiss, you get Kafka dreams.
You mix a bunch of ingredients, and once in a great while, chemistry happens.
I'm related to people I don't relate to.
Ah, the life of a newspaper cartoonist - how I miss the groupies, drugs and trashed hotel rooms!