The great person is ahead of their time, the smart make something out of it, and the blockhead, sets themselves against it.
There were many times my pants were so thin I could sit on a dime and tell if it was heads or tails.
Oh my God, there are so many songs I wish I had written. 'Waters of March,' I wish I had written 'My Baby Just Cares for Me,' I wish I had written 'This Will Be Our Year,' I mean, there's millions of them. 'Wouldn't It Be Nice?'
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