I love you in my dreams, but not in real life.
Discontented women dream of being rescued by Prince Charming. Discontented men dream of finding a horny blond in the back seat ofa taxi.
Loneliness is more likely to lead to fussy housekeeping than to grand views of the Universe.
The modest youth somehow knows just what to do for the cameras.
Talk shows are proof that conversation is dead.
Sleepy-head is no longer aroused by tragic imaginings.