I don't blame the players today for the money. I blame the owners. They started it. They wanna give it to 'em? More power to 'em.
Roast Beef, Medium, is not only a food. It is a philosophy. . . . Roast Beef, Medium, is safe, and sane, and sure.
If men ever discovered how tough women actually are, they would be scared to death.
America -- rather, the United States -- seems to me to be the Jew among the nations. It is resourceful, adaptable, maligned, envied, feared, imposed upon. It is warm-hearted, over-friendly; quick-witted, lavish, colorful; given to extravagant speech and gestures; its people are travelers and wanderers by nature, moving, shifting, restless; swarming in Fords, in ocean liners; craving entertainment; volatile. The chuckle among the nations of the world.
Roast Beef, Medium, is not only a food. It is a philosophy. Seated at Life's Dining Table, with the menu of Morals before you, your eye wanders a bit over the entrees, the hors d'oeuvres, and the things a la though you know that Roast Beef, Medium, is safe and sane, and sure.
Living the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way.
Opinion! If every one had so little tact as to give their true opinion when it was asked this would be a miserable world.
I'm told some people no longer bother to have friends at all - can't fit them in.
Women never confess; even when they seemingly resign themselves to such a course, they are never sincere.
It is interesting to note that the 200 richest people have more assets than the 2 billion poorest.
Life is not to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. We are like a pre-paid card with limited validity. If we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500 weekends. Do we really need to get so worked up? It’s ok, bunk a few classes, goof up a few interviews, fall in love. We are people, not programmed devices.