General: Where are you from? Spike: London. General: Which part? Spike: ... Well, all of me.

We don't have anything planned, so nothing can go wrong.

Its all in the mind, you know.

Life is a long agonized illness only curable by death.

I told you I was ill. (On his headstone)

All I ask is the chance to prove that money can't make me happy.

I shook hands with a friendly Arab. I still have my right arm to prove it.