I find it extraordinary that anyone would have an intellectual conversion to Roman Catholicism.
If life were predictable it would cease to be life, and be without flavor.
I realized the modern equivalent of a broadsword duel would be a chainsaw battle.
It would be a great adventure for Leicester to be in the Champions League.
My dream jobs would be Italian 'Vogue' and anything with Chanel!
It would have been the equivalent of Jackson Pollock's attempts to copy the Sistine Chapel.
I would fly to Los Angeles just for a cheeseburger with pickles and extra tomatoes from In-N-Out.
While musical experts of the world focus on what choir members can do, I would like to focus on what choir members can be.
I would really love to work with Clint Eastwood.
If I was a spy, I would have a watch that would cloak me in invisibility.
I would love to fight my clone.
I would like to be George Clooney diplomatic. I just don't have the wherewithal yet or the inner serenity.
If I held you any closer I would be on the other side of you.
There are a lot of people I would have liked to have collaborated with, and would still like to.
If Hitler invaded hell I would make at least a favourable reference to the devil in the House of Commons.
I suppose I would still be a communicator, maybe a musician.
My comrades would call me a 'black capitalist.'
I would like to see 'A Confederacy of Dunces' by John Kennedy Toole adapted.
Had we settled in Pennsylvania, there's no way I would have written a Confederate novel.
Congratulations. I knew the record would stand until it was broken.