Any attempts at autobiography before the age of eighty seem pretty self-involved to me. There are a lot of smart middle aged people but not many wise ones.
I was suppose to be a Jesuit priest or a naval academy graduate.
Wrinkles will only go where the smiles have been.
I still believe in rock and roll, it pays my bills.
They send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge, but all you want to do is learn how to score.
I just want to live happily ever after, every now and then.