The Austrians are brilliant people. They made the world believe that Hitler was a German and Beethoven an Austrian.
You have to have a dream so you can get up in the morning.
Hindsight is always twenty-twenty.
God save me from myself.
I'd worship the ground you walked on if only you walked in a better neighborhood.
It was a hot afternoon and I can still remember the smell of honeysuckle all along the street. How can I have known that murder can sometimes smell like honeysuckle?