We know what happens to people who stay in the middle of the road. They get run over.
Everything you can imagine is real.
It is bad luck to be superstitious.
It takes only one drink to get me drunk. The trouble is, I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or the fourteenth.
The wages of sin are death, but by the time taxes are taken out, it's just sort of a tired feeling.
When people are free to do as they please, they usually imitate each other.
We are an impossibility in an impossible universe.
Say what's on your mind