Martinis are like breasts, one isn't enough, and three is too many.
The only thing wrong with immortality is that it tends to go on forever.
A city is not gauged by its length and width, but by the broadness of its vision and the height of its dreams.
Logic is no answer to passion.
God! I loove this city!
One day if I do go to heaven...I'll look around and say, 'It ain't bad, but it ain't San Francisco.