Art Nouveau drew inspiration from nature. The Bauhaus drew inspiration from engineering.
Retirement at sixty-five is ridiculous. When I was sixty-five I still had pimples.
I don't want to tell you how much insurance I carry with the Prudential, but all I can say is: when I go, they go too.
Part of me has always wanted to be like Marilyn Monroe or any Fifties Hollywood starlet. On screen, they seemed so sexy and simple and looked after. In real life, I'm none of those things. But I'd...
As a comedian and satirist you have to be neutral, because everyone's fair game. Once you show bias, you lose that.
I just feel like every kid is growing up too fast and they're seeing too much. Everything is about sex, and that's fine for me. I'm not saying I don't like it. But I don't think it should be...
Those women with collagen lips just look like frogs - 'muffin mouths,' I call them. There's not a line on their brows, and all the emotion gone from their faces, like all those actresses in 'Desperate...
What skills I lacked in, say, math or science, I like to think I made up for in my ability to read people and situations with great clarity. I therefore considered myself as a sort of valued...
I saved a girl from being attacked last night. I controlled myself.
My friend asked me if I wanted a frozen banana. I said 'No, but I want a regular banana later, so... yeah.'
My wife sent her photograph to the lonely hearts club. They sent it back, said they weren't that lonely.
I play the harmonica. The only way I can play is if I get my car going really fast, and stick it out the window.
I'm not feeling very well - I need a doctor immediately. Ring the nearest golf course.
The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every table had an argument going.
But what I was going to say was, I just figured I'm going to go boldly in the direction of my dreams, say it as Thoreau would say, and just see where it takes me.
If you're quiet, you're not living. You've got to be noisy and colorful and lively.
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
if you don't understand something, you can't approximate it. You're really just guessing.
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...