The Clock Doesn't Matter In

A City Is A Crazy Concrete Jungle Whose People At The End Of Each Day Somehow Make A Small Step Ahead Against Terrible Odds.

I Tend To Live In The Past Because Most Of My Life Is There.

Martinis Are Like Breasts, One Isn't Enough, And Three Is Too Many.

I Hope I Go To Heaven, And When I Do, I'm Going To Do What Every San Franciscan Does When He Gets There. He Looks Around And Says, 'it Ain't Bad, But It Ain't San Francisco.'

A City Is Not Gauged By Its Length And Width, But By The Broadness Of Its Vision And The Height Of Its Dreams.