I don't know if I can live on my income or not - the government won't let me try it.
Money talks — but credit has an echo.
It's not that Good doesn't triumph over Evil, it's that the point spread is too small.
Inside me there's a thin person struggling to get out, but I can usually sedate him with four or five cupcakes.
I believe in facing reality. But only because I don't like turning my back on it.
The Senate being tied is a start. Now, if only it could be gagged.