When your hobbies get in the way of your work - that's OK; but when your hobbies get in the way of themselves... well.
You kill me and I'll see that you never work in this town again.
All of a sudden I had to remember some words that Marlowe had told me over fifteen years ago: 'Dead men don't wear plaid.' Hmm... Dead men don't wear plaid. I still don't know what it means.
Talking about music is like dancing about architecture.
Comedy is not pretty.
The new phone book's here! The new phone book's here! This is the kind of spontaneous publicity I need. My name in print. That really makes somebody. Things are going to start happening to me now!
An apology? Bah! Disgusting! Cowardly! Beneath the dignity of any gentleman, however wrong he might be.