All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs.Not my fault.

The real reason for not committing suicide is because you always know how swell life gets again after the hell is over

To understand is to forgive.

Why, darling, I don't live at all when I'm not with you.

Don't you ever get the feeling that all your life is going by and you're not taking advantage of it? Do you realize you've lived nearly half the time you have to live already?

He said we were all cooked but we were all right as long as we did not know it. We were all cooked. The thing was not to recognize it. The last country to realize they were cooked would win the war.