A Tragic Life Is Romantic When It

I Was Jumping Rope. Everything Was Fine. And Then Suddenly Everything Seemed So Futile.

All Of Earth's Creatures Have, Hidden Within Their Beings, A Wild Uncontrollable Urge To Punt!

Sometimes I Lie Awake At Night, And Wonder If My Life Would Be Different If I Had To Do It Over... Then A Voice Comes To Me Out Of The Dark That Says, "boy, There's An Original Thought!

A Good Education Is The Next Best Thing To A Pushy Mother.

How Is The Birdhouse Coming Along, Charlie Brown?" "well, I'm A Lousy Carpenter, I Can't Nail Straight, I Can't Saw Straight And I Always Split The Wood... I'm Nervous, I Lack Confidence, I'm Stupid, I Have Poor Taste And Absolutely No Sense Of Design... So, All Things Considered, It's Coming Along Okay!