Critics Are Eunuchs At A Gang Bang.

I Must Be Getting Absent-minded. Whenever I Complain That Things Aren't What They Used To Be, I Always Forget To Include Myself.

Happiness Is A Dry Martini And A Good Woman ... Or A Bad Woman.

Too Bad That All The People Who Know How To Run The Country Are Busy Driving Taxicabs And Cutting Hair.

I Don't Care What You Do For A Living. If You Love It, You Are A Success.

None Of Us Kids Had A Middle Name. We Were Lucky We Had Any Name At All. By The Time My Mother Got Around To Naming One, There Was Another On The Way.