You Know I Have About The Same

It's Better To Buy One Good Pair Of Shoes Than Four Cheap Ones.

I Really Am A Happy, Amusing Fellow At Heart. Trouble Is I Seem The Only One Left.

I Have No Plans To Write An Autobiography, I Will Leave That To Others. I'm Sure They Will Turn Me Into A Homosexual Or A Nazi Spy Or Something Else.

I Was A Self-centered Bore. I Was Masochistic, And Only Thought I Was Happy. When I Woke Up And Said, "there Must Be Something Wrong With Me", I Grew Up. Because I Never Understood Myself, How Could I Hope To Understand Anyone Else? That's Why I Can Truly Say That Now I Can Give A Woman Love For The First Time In My Life, Because I Can Understand Her.

Who Is Omnipotent Or Wise Enough To Decide Each New Standard Of Good Taste? Or Sensitivity?