I get about five memoirs per week in my mailbox, and few of them inspire anything but a desire to pick up the channel changer.
Intestine war no more our passions wage, And giddy factions bear away their rage.
Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue
The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.
Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
Envy will merit as its shade pursue, But like a shadow, proves the substance true.
When you kill somebody's little sister with a missile, he's going to hate you forever. And the next generation will hate you even more.
It's worth turning up to an awards gig if you know you've won one but, since you never do know, it's not worth it.
We desire to give the Soviet people absolute liberty of voting for those they desire to elect, those whom they trust to ensure their interests.
I'm a very simple person. I don't use computers.