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The difference with me is that I did inhale.

I don't trust anybody who didn't inhale.

Asthma doesn't seem to bother me any more unless I'm around cigars or dogs. The thing that would bother me most would be a dog smoking a cigar.

The ruling class is smarter than you, and they're more creative. And if you forget that lesson, you go down the drain. Because if they weren't, they wouldn't be around as long as they have been and as strong as they have been.

I'm an asthmatic. I have to be on that treadmill singing to get my lungs right.

Here's the thing: I am not only a creature of civilization, I'm an asthmatic person. I will only live so long as I have stockpiled the proper inhalers. I'm effectively a cyborg. You know how in Jurassic Park, they bred those dinosaurs with the lysine deficiencies, so if they ever got off the island, they'd die? That's me.

Just let your skin breathe.

If your oxygen mask drops down, it's time to take a breather!

Breathe through your movements.

Flattery is all right so long as you don't inhale.