The blind won't admit that I have eyes in my head, and the deaf say that I'm dumb.
My language is the common prostitute that I turn into a virgin.
A good writer does not receive anywhere near the number of poison-pen letters that is commonly assumed. Among a hundred jackassesthere are not ten who will admit to being jackasses, and at most one who will put it in writing.
Sentimental irony is a dog that bays at the moon while pissing on graves.
I am already so popular that anyone who vilifies me becomes more popular than I am.
I have decided many a stylistic problem first by my head, then by heads or tails.