Actually, my cd was released in 1985, in return for two German missionaries and a Dutch urologist.

I discovered my wife in bed with another man, and I was crushed. So I said, 'Get off me, you two!'

I was walking down fifth avenue today and I found a wallet, and I was gonna keep it, rather than return it, but I thought: well, if I lost a hundred and fifty dollars, how would I feel? And I realized I would want to be taught a lesson.

I once heard two ladies going on and on about the pains of childbirth and how men don't seem to know what real pain is. I asked if either of them ever got themselves caught in a zipper.

He had been thinking of how landscape moulds a language. It was impossible to imagine these hills giving forth anything but the soft syllables of Irish, just as only certain forms of German could be spoken on the high crags of Europe; or Dutch in the muddy, guttural, phlegmish lowlands.

I said it in Hebrew - I said it in Dutch - / I said it in German and Greek; / But I wholly forgot (and it vexes me much) / That English is what you speak!