Don't forget to support your public library.

I've been sitting down studying the Art of Love. I think it will fit me like a glove.

I gotta friend who spends his life, stabbing my picture with a bowie knife. Dreams of strangling me with a scarf, when my name comes up he pretends to barf.

Stay free of petty jealousies, live by no man's code, and hold your judgment for yourself, lest you wind up on this road.

The real power is in the hands of small groups of people and I don't think they have titles.

Now all the criminals in their suits and ties are free to drink martinis and watch the sunrise

and if anybody asks me is it easy to forget I'll say it is easily done, you just pick anyone, and pretend that you never have met