Your pimples are the Lord's way of chastising you. Now eat your pie.

Don't ask me silly questions I won't play silly games I'm just a simple choo choo train And I'll always be the same. I only want to race along Beneath the bright blue sky And be a happy choo choo train Until the day I die.

Don't let the door hitcha where the good Lord splitcha.

If I have to spend time in purgatory before going to one place or the other, I guess I'll be all right as long as there's a lending library.

There are really very few economies of scale in centralising or standardising advertising.

At nineteen, it seems to me, one has a right to be arrogant; time has usually not begun its stealthy and rotten subtractions. It takes away your hair and your jump-shot, according to a popular country song, but in truth it takes away a lot more than that.

Fools are the only folk on the earth who can absolutely count on getting what they deserve.