If I had my life to live over... I wouldn't have time.
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets, ain't got no big regrets. Two hours of pushin' broom, buys an eight by twelve, four-bit room. I'm a man of means, by no means, king of the road.
My uncle used to love me, but she died.
Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.
. . . And some people sing and dance.
Junk bonds are the Holy Grail for hostile takeovers.