Q: What's the difference between an enzyme and a hormone? A: You can't hear an enzyme.

Yet, as only New Yorkers know, if you can get through the twilight, you'll live through the night.

If wild my breast and sore my pride, I bask in dreams of suicide, If cool my heart and high my head I think 'How lucky are the dead.

Pictures pass me in long review,-- Marching columns of dead events. I was tender, and, often, true; Ever a prey to coincidence. Always knew I the consequence; Always saw what the end would be. We're as Nature has made us -- hence I loved them until they loved me.

I know this will come as a shock to you, Mr. Goldwyn, but in all history, which has held billions and billions of human beings, not a single one ever had a happy ending.

Writing is the art of applying the ass to the seat.

A little bad taste is like a nice dash of paprika.