Unless we know people well, we sit around with our words and our minds starched, afraid of being ourselves for fear of wrinkling them.
I don't like the country. The crickets make me nervous.
Living with a conscience is like driving a car with the brakes on.
Conscience. That stuff can drive you nuts.
I coulda' had class. I coulda' been a contender! But instead I got a one way ticket to Palookaville.
Fights can be dumped in a dozen ways. Sometimes everybody but the fighter knows. Sometimes only the fighter knows.