I love driving cars, looking at them, cleaning and washing and shining them. I clean 'em inside and outside. I'm very touchy about cars. I don't want anybody leaning on them or closing the door too hard, know what I mean?
Hatred, in the course of time, kills the unhappy wretch who delights in nursing it in his bosom.
On the fortieth day after his death, we held the ceremony, and I performed for the very first time.

