Dear Hillary, if you're still mad at me, you're gonna love this letter.

What do you say we just pack it in and we go back to the Bronx, huh?

Dear CC, we're spending the summer at our beach house.

Ride? All I ride is the subway.

I just wanted to inform you all reluctantly, that...

We are told to remember the idea and not the man.

Laius, proud father, speak.