I have an ulcer. It has an IQ of 185.
It was the worst moment of my life. The producer came up and talked me back into going on stage.
If I'm not working, I don't know what to do.
My sisters said, Why do you make those faces? You make yourself so ugly.
The dining room in my old house was truly magnificent, but by far the worst room for conversation. I'd get up from the table, a very long table, and somebody would always say, Paul, I never got to talk to you.
A room is like a stage. If you see it without lighting, it can be the coldest place in the world.