I told my wife the truth. I told her I was seeing a psychiatrist. Then she told me the truth: that she was seeing a psychiatrist two plumbers and a bartender.

In externals we advance with lightening express speed in modes of thought and sympathy we lumber on in stage-coach fashion.

It is always a disappointment to turn from forthright consideration of some subject - whether from the Left or the Right a poet or a plumber - to the Beltway version in which the only aspects of the issue that matter are the effects it will have on the fortunes of the two parties and the various men in power.

I'm hosting weekend retreats all over America. It is like a 24-hour slumber party for moms. We laugh eat play games get massages win prizes talk about parenting and even cry a bit.

It is the nature of the self to manifest itself In every atom slumbers the might of the self.

The regular guy still relates to him and Howard is a $500 million guy now who dates a model and drives about in a limo all day. But Howard still knows how to make a plumber laugh and those guys still have him on in the morning because he is a real talent.

The bookful blockhead ignorantly read With loads of learned lumber in his head.

Not only is there no God but try finding a plumber on Sunday.

There are forces all around you who wish to exploit division rob you of your freedom and tell you what to think. But young folks can rekindle the weary spirit of a slumbering nation.

To provoke dreams of terror in the slumber of prosperity has become the moral duty of literature.

To all to each a fair good-night and pleasing dreams and slumbers light.

My first memory of the Rolling Stones is listening to 'Satisfaction' at a sixth-grade slumber party at a friend's house in Ankara Turkey where my family was living at the time. In the middle of our sleepover my friend's dad stopped the record when he heard the words 'girlie action!'

Playing music has always felt very natural. You know you do try to do other things and you do learn lessons that way but eventually - well... if your dad is a plumber you become a plumber. It's the family business and I felt like I was taking over the family business.

My mom was a waitress and my dad was a plumber who worked for the City of San Clemente fixing mains breaks so not too glamorous.

The best artist has that thought alone Which is contained within the marble shell The sculptor's hand can only break the spell To free the figures slumbering in the stone.

A newspaper is lumber made malleable. It is ink made into words and pictures. It is conceived born grows up and dies of old age in a day.