I Hate Everything Which Is Not In

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'.

I Would Introduce Myself If It Were Not Useless. The Name I Had Last Night Will Not Be The Same As The Name I Have Tonight. For The Moment, Then, Let Me Say That I Am Thinking Of Sam Slovoda.

The Sense Of A Long Last Night Over Civilization Is Back Again; It Has Perhaps Not Been Here So Intensely In Thirty Years, Not Since The Nazis Were Prospering, But It Is Coming Back.

In America Few People Will Trust You Unless You Are Irreverent.

We Are All So Guilty At The Way We Have Allowed The World Around Us To Become More Ugly And Tasteless Every Year That We Surrender To Terror And Steep Ourselves In It.