I am tired of always dying with a broken heart.
When I was young, people used to say to me: Wait until you're fifty, you'll see. I am fifty. I haven't seen anything.
I have never written a note I didn't mean.
Why attack God? He may be as miserable as we are.
I liked the bit about quarter to eleven.
Last year I gave several lectures on "Intelligence and Musicality among Animals" ... Today I am going to speak to you about "Intelligence and Musicality among Critics" ... The subject is much the same, with some modifications, of course.