You are thirty minutes late. " "Yes. " "Would you be thirty minutes late to a wedding or a funeral?" "No. " "Why not, pray tell?" "Well, if the funeral was mine I'd have to be on time. If the wedding was mine it would be my funeral.
I'm a real American baby!
I will give you a show that you've never ever seen before, why?. . . Because I can
If you're gonna use me as a stepping stone, you'd better step hard!
I am the showstopper. The main event. The Icon that can still go.
Don't hunt what you can't kill
The HeartBreak Kid Lays Down For absolutely. . . NOBODY!!!
There are infinite worlds both like and unlike this world of ours. For the atoms being infinite in number. . . are borne on far out into space.
In all great works of fiction, regardless of the grim reality they present, there is an affirmation of life against the transience of that life, an essential defiance. This affirmation lies in the way the author takes control of reality by retelling it in his own way, thus creating a new world. Every great work of art, I would declare pompously, is a celebration, an act of insubordination against the betrayals, horrors and infidelities of life. The perfection and beauty of form rebels against the ugliness and shabbiness of the subject matter.
To the woman with the least intelligence, there must come, at some time or other, the realization that housework is animal work and that there are other occupations in the world a thousand times more refined, more enriching, for which she is also suited and to which she has a right.
For all mortals, birth is suffering, ageing is suffering, sickness is suffering.