If you asked me to write a rock song or a rap song, I couldn't do it because they're not in my fingers.

I know that there are people who do not love their fellow man, and I hate people like that!

I went from adolescence to senility, trying to bypass maturity.

So long, Mom I'm off to drop the bomb So don't wait up for me But while you swelter Down there in your shelter You can see me On your TV

Be it ever so decadent, there's no place like home.

I wasn't really a performer by temperament.

Bad weather always looks worse through a window.