It costs money to stay healthy, but it's even more expensive to get sick.

A good friend is worth pursuing... but why would a good friend be running away?

How can you call it unreasonable when all I want is my own way?

Hold on to me: Someday I may be quite valuable.

Don't call it freedom, unless it includes the freedom to be absolutely disgusting.

Instead of past, present and future, I'd prefer chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry.

There's nothing on my mind that couldn't be expressed by a long insane outburst of hysterical rage.