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An Economist Is A Man Who Knows A Hundred Ways Of Making Love But Doesn't Know Any Women.

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.

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.

I Contemplated Suicide. My Main Concern Was That I Would Not Make The New York Times Obituary Page.

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.