In Like A Dimwit, Out

We Have Met The Enemy And He Is Us.

Food For Thought Is No Substitute For The Real Thing.

A Lump In The Throat Is Worth Two On The Head.

You Got To Be Yourself, You Got To Discard All The Bull And Get You Across ... And Get What You Have To Say Across.

If I Could Only Write, I'd Write A Nasty Letter To The Mayor, If He Could Only Read.