I Tend To Live In The Past

Martinis Are Like Breasts, One Isn't Enough, And Three Is Too Many.

A City Is A State - Of Mind, Of Taste, Of Opportunity. A City Is A Marketplace - Where Ideas Are Traded, Opinions Clash And Eternal Conflict May Produce Eternal Truths.

New Yorkers Are Stuck In A Gloomy Mucilage Of Mutual Commiseration.

There Are A Thousand Viewpoints In The Viewtiful City.

The Trouble With Born-again Christians Is That They Are An Even Bigger Pain The Second Time Around.