Nine and nine makes fourteen, four and four makes nine. The clock is striking thirteen, I think I've lost my mind.

I'll stay in Memphis.

The man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing, he's the king of the whole wide world.

Where could I go but to the Lord?

I've spent a life time waiting for the right time, now that you're near, the time is here at last.

I love only one girl, one in every town.

I knew by heart all the dialogue of James Dean's films; I could watch Rebel Without a Cause a hundred times over.