I Haven't Physically Attacked Anyone

I Don't Understand How Somebody Wouldn't Have A Sense Of Humor About Themselves.

I Think 1973 Was The Nadir Of Fashion. When You Watch The Coverage From That Era, You're Struck By The Astonishing Ugliness Of The Clothes.

And If You Say A Word About This Over The Radio, The Next Wings You See Will Belong To The Flies Buzzing Over Your Rotting Corpse.

If You're Too Smart It Can Limit You Because You Spend So Much Time Thinking That You Don't Do Anything.

And May The Best Of You - For It Will Only Be The Best Of You, And Even Then Only In The Rarest And Briefest Moments - Succeed In Framing That Most Basic Of Questions, 'how Do We Live?'