It ain't the roads we take; it's what's inside of us that makes us turn out the way we do.
There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.
If there was ever an aviary overstocked with jays it is that Yaptouwn on the Hudson called New York
I wanted to paint a picture some day that people would stand before and forget that it was made of paint. I wanted it to creep into them like a bar of music and mushroom there like a soft bullet.
East is East, and West is San Francisco, according to Californians. Californians are a race of people; they are not merely inhabitants of a State.