You've Buttered Your Bread, Now Sleep In

I Left My Car Parked At The Top Of Lombard Street Hill, And I Forgot To Put The Breaks On. It's The Funniest Thing. The Car Is Running Down The Hill.

I'm Having My Platform Run Up By A Movie Set Designer, So It Will Be Very Impressive From The Front, But Not Too Premanent. After All, There's No Sense Putting A Lot Of Time And Thought Into Something You'll Have No Use For After You're Elected.

Let's All Pull Together And Make These United States The Grandest Place In This Whole Country. I See A Vision. A Glorious Vision. A United People, Marching Forward Shoulder To Shoulder, Giving Their All For The Common Good, Working While I Whistle.

When You Learn To Make Everybody Happy, You Will Possess The Golden Secret Of How To Milk The Contented Voters. But Do It In Such A Way That They Won't Think You Want Them To Vote For You Just Because You Need The Money. They Need The Money, And Besides, They Can Think Up Other Reasons If They Try.

My Mind Works So Fast. When I Think Of Something I Say It. Lots Of Times I Say It Even Before I Think Of It.