The Brits are ghastly. I never would accept a Brit. It would be like Laurence Olivier being happy getting a TV Times award.

I always thought my genitals were the result of some crude practical joke.

I have forgiven Jesus for all of the love he placed in me, when there's no one I can turn to with this love.

I'm capable of looking on the bright side. I just don't do it very often.

The Cure: A new dimension of the word 'crap'.

I am attracted to humans. But, of course... not many.

I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out - Thank you, drop dead!