“The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.”

“I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday.”

“Modern disillusion is unlikely to last forever, and nothing rings so hollow as the angst of yesterday.”

“Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.”

“It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull.”

“You can't please all the people all the time. And yesterday, all those people were at my show.”

“I have touched filth.

Only with the finger tip I touched it,

inquisitive of the taste of it.

But it creeps.

It has spread over my body a slime,

and into my soul a stupor (…)”

“Oh, gah, I’ve been slimed. (Jericho)
It’s not slime. It’s a baby kiss. (Delphine)
It's slime. (Zarek)”

“My own preliminary diagnosis is that I am out of my skull and getting farther from its vicinity every day.”

“Cured yesterday of my disease,
I died last night of my physician.”