I have managed to conceal my madness fairly effectively, and as far as I know it hasn't hurt anybody badly, for which I am grateful.

But who can speak to God, or rather who can't? The question is, who can get an answer?

No city invites the heart to come to life as San Francisco does. Arrival in San Francisco is an experience in living.

Human memory works its own wheel, and stops where it will, entirely without reference to the last stop, and with no connection with the next.

The best that can be said for anybody is probably that you misunderstood him favorably.

If you're alive, you can't be bored in San Francisco. If you're not alive, San Francisco will bring you to life......San Francisco is a world to explore. It is a place where the heart can go on a delightful adventure. It is a city in which the spirit can know refreshment every day.

Cowards are nice, they're interesting, they're gentle, they wouldn't think of shooting down people in a parade from a tower. They want to live, so they can see their kids. They're very brave.