He dreamed he was eating shredded wheat and woke up to find the mattress half gone.
A human being is nothing but a story with skin around it.
My hometown was so dull that one time the tide went out and never came back.
Everywhere outside New York City is Bridgeport, Connecticut.
Cocktail party: A gathering held to enable forty people to talk about themselves at the same time. The man who remains after the liquor is gone is the host.
Television is a triumph of equipment over people, and the minds that control it are so small that you could put them in a gnat's navel with room left over for two caraway seeds and an agent's heart.