We are the folk song army, every one of us cares. We all hate poverty, war, and injustice unlike the rest of you squares.

Alas, irreverence has been subsumed by mere grossness, at least in the so-called mass media. What we have now - to quote myself at my most pretentious - is a nimiety of scurrility with a concomitant exiguity of taste.

When someone makes a move Of which we don't approve, Who is it that always intervenes? U.N. and O.A.S., They have their place, I guess, But first send the Marines!

The audience usually has to be with you, I'm afraid. I always regarded myself as not even preaching to the converted, I was titillating the converted.

Don't solicit for your sister, it's not nice. Unless you get a good percentage of her price.

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

Some of you may have met mathematicians and wondered how they got that way.