Back seat drivers don’t know the feel of the wheel but they sho’ know how to make a fuss" Bob Dylan/Bonnie Raitt, “Let’s Keep It Between Us,” 1982

I lost my one true love. I started drinking.

Good intentions can be evil, both hands are full of grease. You know, sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

One was Texas medicine, the other was just railroad gin, and like a fool I mixed them.

My father probably thought the capital of the world was wherever he was at the time. It couldn't possibly be anyplace else. Where he and his wife were in their own home, that, for them, was the capital of the world.

There's only one day at a time here, then it's tonight and then tomorrow will be today again.

I say there're no depressed words just depressed minds.