To See Me As A Person On

Ecstatic Over The Total Annihilation Of The Earth, Dr. Strangelove "resurrects" Himself, Miraculously Regaining His Ability To Walk. His Mechanical, Robot-like Body Rises Out Of His Wheelchair, Crying Exultantly: "sir! I Have A Plan. Heh." (he Realizes He Is Standing Up.) "mein Fuehrer, I Can Walk!"

There Is No Me. I Do Not Exist. There Used To Be A Me But I Had It Surgically Removed.

Women Are More Difficult To Handle Than Men. It's Their Minds.

Some Forms Of Reality Are So Horrible We Refuse To Face Them, Unless We Are Trapped Into It By Comedy. To Label Any Subject Unsuitable For Comedy Is To Admit Defeat.

Finally, In Conclusion, Let Me Say Just This.