One day if I do go to heaven...I'll look around and say, 'It ain't bad, but it ain't San Francisco.
There are a thousand viewpoints in the viewtiful city.
All American cars are basically Chevrolets.
The world of Manhattan is small and tightly knit, and the man on top retains a certain humility. He knows how far and fast he can fall by looking at the guy across the street. The view from the $250,000 apartment covers a lot of ground, most of it condemned.
Baffling late-life discovery: Golfers wear those awful clothes on purpose.
Logic is no answer to passion.