All Your Tomorrows Start Here.

I Think There Are Several Aspects Of Our Marraige We're Going To Have To Work On." "babes," He Told Her. "you're Dead." "that's One Of Those Aspects, Obviously.

We Do Not Always Remember The Things That Do No Credit To Us. We Justify Them, Cover Them In Bright Lies Or With The Thick Dust Of Forgetfulness.

As Sure As Water's Wet And Days Are Long And A Friend Will Always Disappoint You In The End.

According To My Daughters, My Most Irritating Habit Is Asking For Cups Of Tea.

Every Lover Is, In His Heart, A Madman, And, In His Head, A Minstrel.