No male can beat a female in the long run because they have it over us in sheer, damn longevity.
Don't get it right, just get it written.
Speed is scarcely the noblest virtue of graphic composition, but it has its curious rewards. There is a sense of getting somewhere fast, which satisfies a native American urge.
This is the posture of fortunes slave: one foot in the gravy, one foot in the grave.
Looks can be deceiving; it's eating that's believing.
Man is flying too fast for a world that is round. Soon he will catch up with himself in a great rear end collision.