Money Always Ends Up Making You Blue.

Tilting His Head Back He Slowly Released An Enormous Quantity Of Smoke From His Mouth And Drew It Up Through His Nostrils. He Continued To Smoke In This "french-inhale" Style. Very Probably, It Was Not Part Of The Sofa Vaudeville Of A Showoff But, Rather, The Private, Exposed Achievement Of A Young Man Who, At One Time Or Another, Might Have Tried Shaving Himself Left-handed.

Life Is A Gift Horse In My Opinion.

But I Was Afraid Of The Questions (much More Than The Accusations) You Might Both Put To Me.

Nobody Who's Really Using His Ego, His Real Ego, Has Any Time For Any Goddam Hobbies

I Live Alone (but Catless, I'd Like Everybody To Know).