I can't argue my way out of a paper bag.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Too often I find that the volume of paper expands to fill the available briefcases.
I'm drowning in papers.
Sometimes I worry about the amount of paper I waste.
I try not to change my political point of view from paper to paper.
You can't go by what things look like on paper.
I don't believe that a piece of paper will excuse my actions. In the end, only my actions will.
Paper and ink are all but trash, if I cannot find the thought which the writer did think.
Well, you can't argue with somebody that won't argue back.
In actual life I am a grumpy old bag.
I am probably exaggerating a little, but I owe my equilibrium to ink and paper.