I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone.
I have had all I can stand of not taking myself seriously.
Son,' my father said to me, 'someday this will all be yours.
I had made her so unhappy that she had developed a sense of humor. [-Rabo Karabekian]
We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.
I couldn't survive my own pessimism if I didn't have some kind of sunny little dream.