Time Wounds All Heels.

I'm Not Crazy About Reality, But It's Still The Only Place To Get A Decent Meal.

I Remember The First Time I Had Sex - I Kept The Receipt.

I Have Nothing But Respect For You -- And Not Much Of That.

The Admission Fee Was A Viper's Tongue And A Half-concealed Stiletto. It Was A Sort Of Intellectual Slaughterhouse.

If You Find It Hard To Laugh At Yourself, I Would Be Happy To Do It For You.