If You Pick Up A Ukulele, It

When It's Three O'clock In New York, It's Still 1938 In London.

Thank God For The Gays. I Don't Know What Would Have Happened But I Know What Did Happen. Good For Them And Good For Me.

Hawaii Doesn't Smell Like Sex To Me. It's The Only Place In The World That Smells Like That, But It's Not Sex, It's - Freedom.

I Decided Years Ago Not To Read Stories About Myself Anymore. Each One Is A Potential Minefield: Whatever It Says, You're Bound To Take It The Wrong Way. Why Do It If You Know It's Going To Make You Miserable?

I Fear For The Future Of The Planet. But In A Funny Way, I'm Even Sanguine About That.