Tragedy Is What Happens To Me; Comedy

I Don't Have A Mission. I Don't Have A Torch To Burn.

My God, I'd Love To Smash Into The Casket Of Dostoyevsky, Grab That Bony Hand And Scream At The Remains, 'well Done, You God-damn Genius.'

All Right, I Am Often Brash, Rude And Brutally Direct. Someday I'm Going To Die And I Don't Have Time To Toe-dance Around The Periphery Of Hatred.

Don’t Be Stupid, Be A Smarty / Come And Join The Nazi Party!

A Cinema Villain Essentially Needs A Moustache So He Can Twiddle With It Gleefully As He Cooks Up His Next Nasty Plan.