I'm up to my ears in unwritten words.
who wants flowers when youre dead? nobody.
There are nice things in the world - and I mean nice things. We're all such morons to get so sidetracked.
I like to be somewhere at least where you can see a few girls around once in a while, even if they're only scratching their arms or blowing their noses or even just giggling or something.
All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
We don't talk, we hold forth. We don't converse, we expound.