New Yorkers are stuck in a gloomy mucilage of mutual commiseration.
God! I loove this city!
Baffling late-life discovery: Golfers wear those awful clothes on purpose.
I have a memory like an elephant. I remember every elephant I've ever met.
We (San Francisco) have football weather during baseball season, and baseball weather during football season.
I hope I go to Heaven, and when I do, I'm going to do what every San Franciscan does when he gets there. He looks around and says, 'It ain't bad, but it ain't San Francisco.'