Harsh Words Live In The Dungeon Of

Every Time A Story About Me Appears In A Newspaper, I Am Injured Professionally.

There Are Days When I'll Wake Up And Think, Oh, I've Really Been Something. You Know, It Won't Be The Same Without Me. And Then There Are Days When I Wake Up And I Say, 'don't Kid Yourself. Your Contribution Was Minimal. You Changed Very Little. Everything You Hated Prospered'.

The Irish Are The Only Men Who Know How To Cry For The Dirty Polluted Blood Of All The World.

The Ultimate Tendency Of Liberalism Is Vegetarianism.

The Sole Virtue Of Losing Your Short-term Memory Is That It Does Free You To Be Your Own Editor.