You Are You. Now, Isn't That Unpleasant?

Once-ler! You're Making Such Smogulous Smoke - My Poor Swomee Swans, Why They Can't Sing A Note! No One Can Sing Who Has Smog In His Throat.

He Who Makes A Beast Out Of Himself Gets Rid Of The Pain Of Being A Man.

I Can Read In Red. I Can Read In Blue. I Can Read In Pickle Color Too.

And What Happened Then? Well, In Whoville They Say That The Grinch's Small Heart Grew Three Sizes That Day

Fame You'll Be Famous, As Famous As Can Be, With Everyone Watching You Win On Tv, Except When They Don't Because Sometimes They Won't.