Writing Is Mainly Perspiration, Not Inspiration.

If I Had My Way, I'd Remove January From The Calendar Altogether And Have An Extra July Instead.

It's A Funny Thing About Mothers And Fathers. Even When Their Own Child Is The Most Disgusting Little Blister You Could Ever Imagine, They Still Think That He Or She Is Wonderful.

Mr. Twit Was A Twit. He Was Born A Twit. And, Now At The Age Of Sixty, He Was A Bigger Twit Than Ever.

I Think I Have This Thing Where Everybody Has To Think I'm The Greatest.and If They Aren't Completely Knocked Out And Dazzled And Slightly Intimidated By Me, I Don't Feel Good About Myself.

We Have So Much Time And So Little To Do. Strike That, Reverse It.