The trouble with being in the rat race is that even if you win, you’re still a rat.
I said “Somebody should do something about that.” Then I realized I am somebody.
When I was growing up I always wanted to be someone. Now I realize I should have been more specific.
Man invented language to satisfy his deep need to complain.
Lady, I do not make up things. That is lies. Lies are not true. But the truth could be made up if yo know how. And that’s the truth.
We have reason to believe that man first walked upright to free his hands for masturbation.
To me, ‘sexual freedom’ means freedom from having to have sex.
Why is it that when we talk to God we’re said to be praying, but when God talks to us we’re schizophrenic?
I have always wanted to be somebody but I see now I should have been more specific.
The trouble with the rat race is that even if you win you’re still a rat.
If love is the answer could you please rephrase the question?
If love is the answer could you rephrase the question?
Why is it when we talk to God we’re said to be praying but when God talks to us we’re schizophrenic?
There will be sex after death we just won’t be able to feel it.
Why is it when we talk to God we are said to be praying and when God talks to us we’re said to be schizophrenic?
If I had known what it would be like to have it all I might have been willing to settle for less.
I’ve always wanted to be somebody but I see now I should have been more specific.
Don’t be afraid of missing opportunities. Behind every failure is an opportunity somebody wishes they had missed.
I like a teacher who gives you something to take home to think about besides homework.
Many times I sit back and say, ‘I can’t believe that this is my life!’ Other times, I feel self-satisfied. I mean, there’s a lot to be proud and thankful for but, nonetheless, it’s just a life!
If truth is beauty, how come no one has their hair done in the library?
You know being relevant or coming up with something interesting, funny to say about what’s current is just as hard as it might ever be depending on the serendipity of it all.
If love is the answer, could you please rephrase the question?
Sometimes I feel like a figment of my own imagination.
Ninety eight percent of the adults in this country are decent, hardworking, honest Americans. It’s the other lousy two percent that get all the publicity. But then, we elected them.
Sometimes I worry about being a success in a mediocre world.
The trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you’re still a rat.