If I could compete at home, and never leave Rochester, I'd be in perfect condition.

I like my old nose. If I could get it out the cupboard and put it on, then I would.

I thought if I could create a convincing cat I could say and do anything I wanted on the human condition.

If I could sing, I wouldn't be a guitarist.

Obviously, if I could go back and change anything, I would be a perfect man. And I know there's no perfect man.

If I could live in a cabaret, I would. If I could live in 'Moulin Rouge,' I would.