It Isn't True That You Live Only

Memories Are Like Moonbeams; We Do With Them What We Want.

You're Either Sexy Or You're Not. I'm Very Self-conscious About My Physiognomy.

I Am Now A Turtle. Virtually Everything I Own Is On My Back And Suffice It To Say I Am One Ton Lighter And Therefore 2,000 Pounds Happier. All Houses Are Gone.

It Was As Though All My Hostilities, Anxieties, And Conflicts Were In One Ball That Was Flying Away Into Space, Farther From Me All The Time, Leaving Me Content With Myself

Everybody, Sooner Or Later, Will Have To Go Under The Knife. Let's Hope They Make Out As Well As I Did.