I think God gave every one of us a cell phone, we just dropped it.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I actually have this fantasy of giving up my cell phone.
I've used a cellphone exactly twice. Things move on. The world changes. And I don't know it.
One time, a girl dropped her phone in my pocket and I found it and was like, 'There you go.' And she said, 'If you'd had my phone, you'd have had to meet up with me to give it back.'
I keep thinking I should get a phone, because everyone's got one and it becomes increasingly difficult to exist in a society where everyone else has moved ahead and you haven't.
Apparently we love our own cell phones but we hate everyone else's.
Only God who made us can touch us and change us and save us from ourselves.
I didn't own a cell phone for a long time. I was late in the game on that.
Everybody knows I return all of my phone calls. I pick up my cell phone myself, much to the chagrin of my staff.
When cellphones came out, my girlfriend refused to get one for five years, because she thought it would turn her into somebody who couldn't connect with other people - and, of course, she got a cellphone.
I'm going to put on my gravestone, 'He never owned a cell phone.'