Oh, I got a beautiful 1959 Cadillac Coupe DeVille four-door. No one will ride in it with me.

Folks who work here are professors. Don't replace all the knowers with guessors keep'em open they're the ears of the town

You got to tell me the brave captain Why are the wicked so strong? How do the angels get to sleep When the devil leaves the porch light on?

The Universe is making music all the time.

You're innocent when you dream.

Don't plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me - choke those little bad days. Choke 'em down to nothing.

Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.