The only thing standing between me and greatness is me.

I have bad reflexes. I was once run over by a car being pushed by two guys.

Of all human weakness obsession is the most dangerous. And the silliest.

Regarding love what can you say? It's not the quantity of your sexual relations that counts. It's the quality. On the other hand if the quantity drops below once every eight months, I would definitely look into it.

When it comes to sex there are certain things that should always be left unknown, and with my luck, they probably will be.

My grandfather was a very insignificant man, actually. At his funeral his hearse followed the other cars.

I'm short enough and ugly enough to succeed on my own.