It'd be nice to please everyone but I thought it would be more interesting to have a point of view.
I was once thrown out of a mental hospital for depressing the other patients.
Every time I look at you I get a fierce desire to be lonesome.
I'm a concert pianist, that's a pretentious way of saying I'm unemployed at the moment.
I envy people who drink. At least they have something to blame everything on.
George, if you had to do it all over, would you fall in love with yourself again?