Quotes from Woody Allen, Without Feathers

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A DOE Unbearably lovely music is heard as the curtain rises, and we see the woods on a summer afternoon. A fawn dances on and nibbles slowly at some leaves. He drifts lazily through the soft foliage. Soon he starts coughing and drops dead.

Doing abominations is against the law, particularly if the abominations are done while wearing a lobster bib.

Thought: why does man kill? He kills for food. And not only for food: frequently there must be a beverage.