I Hope I Will Have Achieved Something

This Parrot Is No More. It Has Ceased To Be. It's Expired And Gone To Meet Its Maker. This Is A Late Parrot. It's A Stiff. Bereft Of Life, It Rests In Peace. If You Hadn't Nailed It To The Perch, It Would Be Pushing Up The Daisies. It's Rung Down The Curtain And Joined The Choir Invisible. This Is An Ex-parrot.

We Come From Nothing, We Are Going Back To Nothing-in The End What Have We Lost? Nothing!

You Know, There Are Many People In The Country Today Who, Through No Fault Of Their Own, Are Sane. Some Of Them Were Born Sane. Some Of Them Became Sane Later In Their Lives.

I Fart In Your General Direction.

In 1945, Peace Broke Out. It Was The End Of The Joke. Joke Warfare Was Banned At A Special Session Of The Geneva Convention, And In 1950 The Last Remaining Copy Of The Joke Was Laid To Rest Here In The Berkshire Countryside, Never To Be Told Again.