Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic, and so am I.
It'd be nice to please everyone but I thought it would be more interesting to have a point of view.
I've given up reading books. I find it takes my mind off myself.
My psychiatrist once said to me, 'Maybe life isn't for everyone'.
What the world needs is more geniuses with humility; there are so few of us left.
When I appeared before the draft board examiner during World War II, he asked me if I thought I could kill. "I don't know about strangers," I replied, "but friends, certainly."