“The smell of coffee was enough to wake up my neighbors. In a display of gratitude, they complained about my music being too loud.”
“Some people complain there are too many people on earth, Some people complain about secret societies, Some people accuse others of not being able to wake up early. Almost all people complain about something.”
“It's like if the music is loud enough I won't be able to listen to my own thoughts. ”
“I turn up the music, but it never seems to be loud enough.”
“In my perfect world order, it is cold all the time. Everyone wears sweaters and drinks coffee. People don't speak to each other; they read the newspaper. There is no loud music, and cats are in charge.”
“Conversation: A fair for the display of the minor mental commodities, each exhibitor being too intent upon the arrangement of his own wares to observe those of his neighbor.”