All right - I'll tell you what you did for me: you went for happy, silly, beautiful walks with me.
What made marriage so difficult back then was yet again that instigator of so many other sorts of heartbreak: the oversize brain.
Jokes have to be quite naked to be understood. They have to be quite simple.
I am the victim of a fortunate series of accidents.
Sons of suicides seldom do well.
Dear future generations: Please accept our apologies. We were rolling drunk on petroleum.