Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.
We're living in a certain time, and we're aware of it. And that's part of what we're aware of, along with our own personal aches and pains.
All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away.
People ask how I feel about getting old. I tell them I have the same question. I'm learning as I go.
I lived in an attached house. My father used to drive into the wrong driveway all the time. He'd say, Damn it, how do you tell one of these houses from another?