I have a star on Hollywood Blvd. It glows in the dark and I stuck it there myself.

“I wonder if babies could be made more efficiently on a conveyer belt.”

“Noise soup. I just made it. Taste it with your ears.”

“I’d rather be me being me than me trying to be my own clone. I try to stay true…”

“There’s no way to tell you the bad news without saying it, so I’ll say it with …”