I Know. I'm Very Hard To Talk

It Isn't Very Serious, I Have This Tiny Little Tumor On The Brain.

I'm The Most Terrific Liar You Ever Saw In Your Life. It's Awful. If I'm On My Way To The Store To Buy A Magazine, Even, And Somebody Asks Me Where I'm Going, I'm Liable To Say I'm Going To The Opera. It's Terrible.

If I'd Wanted This Place To Fill Up With Every Fat Irish Rose That Passes By, I'd've Said So.

I Didn't Want Any Degrees If All The Ill-read Literates And Radio Announcers And Pedagogical Dummies I Knew Had Them By The Peck.

There Are Nice Things In The World - And I Mean Nice Things. We're All Such Morons To Get So Sidetracked.