You made one mistake. You married me.
There is no human situation so miserable that it cannot be made worse by the presence of a policeman.
There's no one, no one, loves you like yourself.
There is no such thing as bad publicity except your own obituary.
Other people's interruptions of your work are relatively insignificant compared with the countless times you interrupt yourself.
Scream at God if that's the only thing that will get results.