I Have No Further Use

Ability To Think, Like The Violin Or Piano, Requires Daily Practice

So When I Cease To Be I Want To Go Back...to The Sea! Oh For The Life Of A Sardine! That Is The Life For Me!

The People Are Applauding You Because None Of Them Understands You And Applauding Me Because Everybody Understands Me.

In The Creation Of Comedy, It Is Paradoxical That Tragedy Stimulates The Spirit Of Ridicule; Because Ridicule, I Suppose Is An Attitude Of Defiance: We Must Laugh In The Face Of Our Helplessness Against The Forces Of Nature - Or Go Insane

Life Could Be Wonderful If People Would Leave You Alone.