[He] may talk like an idiot, and look like an idiot, but don't let that fool you: he really is an idiot.

Bel Air, I am convinced, was laid out by some diabolic sadist who deliberately decided not to use a compass or a surveyor.

I shall drink no #‎ wine before it's time! OK, it's time.

You're heading for a breakdown. Why don't you pull yourself to pieces?

I can see you in the kitchen bending over a hot stove, and I can't see the stove

That's bad luck: three on a midget. From "At The Circus

Next time I see you, remind me not to talk to you.