Ascot Is So Exclusive That It Is

We Seem To Be Going Through A Period Of Nostalgia, And Everyone Seems To Think Yesterday Was Better Than Today. I Don't Think It Was, And I Would Advise You Not To Wait Ten Years Before Admitting Today Was Great. If You're Hung Up On Nostalgia, Pretend Today Is Yesterday And Just Go Out And Have One Hell Of A Time.

People Are Broad-minded. They'll Accept The Fact That A Person Can Be An Alcoholic, A Dope Fiend, A Wife Beater And Even A Newspaperman, But If A Man Does Not Drive, There Is Something Wrong With Him.

You Can't Make Up Anything Anymore. The World Itself Is A Satire. All You're Doing Is Recording It.

Human Beings Thrive On Action. Stagnation Does Not Wear Well With Us. We Are Said To Have Our Origins As Hunter-gatherers. We Run And We Chase. We Are Problem-solvers. We Must Be Continuously Tested And We Continuously Test Ourselves. And It Will Not End Until Our Lives End Because Of Life Itself.

This Is What Makes Me Happy: ...any Music-free Restaurant ... A Grandson Who Offers To Clean The Snow Off My Driveway And Also Fix My Computer ... An Evening In Bed With A Good Book. ... A Good Night's Sleep ... As You Can See, It Doesn't Take Much To Make Me Happy.