I draw from my family and my friends and I feel like that small-town person. The achievements, the materialistic possessions have really become to mean less. They mean nothing.

Making miracles is hard work, most people give up before they happen.

I propose a limitation be put on how many sqares of toilet paper can be used in any one sitting. Now, I don't want to rob any law-abiding American of his or her God-given rights, but I think we are an industrious enough people that we can make it work with only one square per restroom visit, except, of course, on those pesky occasions where 2 to 3 could be required.

I snore. I've had two or three people complain about it.

Don't the wounded bird still sing?

There ain't nothing like regret to remind you're alive.

Life's so full that you just take it one day at a time.