God Is Either Cruel Or Incompetent.

I Didn't Know He Was Dead; I Thought He Was British.

Today I Saw A Red And Yellow Sunset And Thought, How Insignificant I Am! Of Course, I Thought That Yesterday Too, And It Rained.

I'm Giving [my Analyst] One More Year--then I'm Going To Lourdes.

But What If Everyone In The World Behaved Like Me And Came Here And Shot Brisseau Through The Ear? What A Mess! And Of Course We'd Need Valet Parking.

See, I Never Gain An Ounce, Because, You Know, My Anxiety Acts Like Aerobics.