Anybody that says different is selling something.

I write out of revenge.

No more rhymes now I mean it!” “Anybody want a peanut?” “AAHH!

Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.

Anything there is that I can do for you, I will do for you; anything there is that I cannot do, I will learn to do.

Yes, I am a failed playwright. I had three shows on Broadway by the time I was 30. They all flopped, and I fled.

There’s death coming up, and you better understand this:some of the wrong people die.Be ready for it.