Even the intellectual crowd will have none of me. Physically, I look like one of them. Graying at the temples, I walk with a slight limp and wear thick glasses.
[He] may talk like an idiot, and look like an idiot, but don't let that fool you: he really is an idiot.
I don't have change I'd have to give you nine more books
Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light.
I have had a perfectly wonderful evening, but this wasn't it.
No, Groucho is not my real name. I am breaking it in for a friend.