If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.

There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know.

Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?

"The horror of that moment," the King went on, "I shall never, never forget!" "You will, though," the Queen said, "if you don't make a memorandum of it

I know it's so 'in' to be blase, but that's not going to get you anywhere.

If you don't know where you're going, you will probably end up somewhere else.