I've tried to have a regular haircut, but it just pops back up again, so this is the way it's going to be.

The first cut is the deepest.

You went to Woodstock and all that trash, your generation is fading fast.

I don't have any social life or anything.

You got amphetamine eyes.

There's still plenty of lead in this pencil, but I only write to one person now.

The most memorable is always the current one. The rest just merge into a sea of blondes. (On wives)