Some people think there's a woman to blame, but I know - it's my own damn fault

I got quarters in my loafers trying to fight inflation when it only used to take a cent.

My occupational hazard is my occupation's just not around.

That to me is the way any good romantic would look at his life: Live it first, then write it down before you go.

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call. Wanted to sail upon your waters, since I was three feet tall. You've seen it all, you've seen it all. Watched the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam. In your belly, you hold the treasure that few have ever seen, most of them dreams, most of them dreams.

Be yourself, be pleasant, play hard and have no regrets.

The beautiful people in the magazines, got the normal ones living beyond their means.