We are such things as rubbish is made of, so let's drink up and forget it.
What's the use coming home to get the blues over what can't be helped.
When I was a kid I used to get fun out of my horrors.
Curiosity killed the cat.
We are where centuries only count as seconds, and after a thousand lives, our eyes begin to open.
We talk about the American Dream, and want to tell the world about the American Dream, but what is that Dream, in most cases, but the dream of material things? I sometimes think that the United States for this reason is the greatest failure the world has ever seen.