You should have read the directions before you showed up to the party.

I have defeated this earthworm with my words. Imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists.

Women are not to be hit. They're to be hugged and caressed.

Here's the good news. If I realize that I'm insane, then I'm okay with it. I'm not dangerous insane.

Defeat is not an option. Period. The End.

Fame is empowering. My mistake was that I thought I would instinctively know how to handle it. But there's no manual, no training course.

People ask all the time, "What are you thinking?" It's my least favorite question in the world. The last bastion of solace is my mind. It's an invasion.