Oh, if I could put some of my reckless spirit into these discreet cautious lazy men!

I do not write often now - not for want of something to say, but from a loathing of all I see and hear. Why dwell upon it?

I will laugh at the laughable while I breathe.

If I could sing, I wouldn't be a guitarist.

I went out to some advertising agencies and asked if I could do anything.

I felt that some of my work was OK. If I could do it over, I'd do better.