I've given up reading books. I find it takes my mind off myself.
Sometimes when you look in his eyes you get the feeling someone else is driving.
I don't really trust a sane person.
An existential map has "You are here" written all over it.
Traffic signs in New York are just rough guidelines.
If you see a sign on the freeway that says, "Los Angeles 445 miles," say to yourself, "I've got to get out of this lane."
Isn't it nice that people who prefer Los Angeles to San Francisco live there?
New York now leads the world's great cities in the number of people around whom you shouldn't make a sudden move.
We're all in this alone.
If you can see the light at the end of the tunnel you are looking the wrong way.