I was suppose to be a Jesuit priest or a naval academy graduate.
Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends. If I knew, I might toss out my anchor.
Songwriters write songs, but they really belong to the listener.
It was too much Tequila, or not quite enough.
It's those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same. With all of our running and all of our cunning, if we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.
Quitting doesn't enter my mind.