There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.
Once I make up my mind, I'm full of indecision.
I envy people who drink. At least they have something to blame everything on.
Underneath this flabby exterior is an enormous lack of character.
Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic, and so am I.
Ballet is the fairies' baseball.