Brainless writers gossip nonsense to others heads as dense as they is.
I'm a tidy sort of bloke. I don't like chaos. I kept records in the record rack, tea in the tea caddy, and pot in the pot box.
I have suffered for this book; now it's your turn.
All the world is birthday cake, so take a piece, but not too much.
I didn't notice him coming, but he didn't seem to be looking for an autograph signature
The only thing we really have to work at in this life is how to manifest love.