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Sundays Kill More People Than Bombs.

In New York You've Got To Have All The Luck.

As We Go On With Our Lives We Tend To Forget That The Jails And The Hospitals And The Madhouses And The Graveyards Are Packed.

I Often Stood In Front Of The Mirror Alone, Wondering How Ugly A Person Could Get.

Drinking Is Another Way Of Thinking, Another Way Of Living. It Gives You Two Lives Instead Of One.