The American arrives in Paris with a few French phrases he has culled from a conversational guide or picked up from a friend who owns a beret.
Everywhere outside New York City is Bridgeport, Connecticut.
Condensed milk is wonderful. I don't see how they can get a cow to sit down on those little cans.
I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.
A human being is nothing but a story with skin around it.
I'm going to Boston to see my doctor. He's a very sick man.