Hail, Hail Freedonia, Land Of The Free!

You're Heading For A Breakdown. Why Don't You Pull Yourself To Pieces?

Obviously There Was No Point In Being A Bachelor If His Houseman Was Going To Filch His Booze. If He Was Going To Get Robbed, He Might Just As Well Get Married.

I Find Television Very Educating. Every Time Somebody Turns On The Set, I Go Into The Other Room And Read A Book.

You've Forgotten Those June Nights At The Riviera...the Night I Drank Champagne From Your Slipper - Two Quarts. It Would Have Been More But You Were Wearing Inner Soles.

A Thing That Has Always Baffled Me About Women Is That They Will Saturate Themselves With A Pint Of Perfume, A Pound Of Sachet Powder, An Evil-smelling Lip Rouge, A Peculiar-smelling Hair Ointment And A Half-dozen Varieties Of Body Oils, And Then Have The Effrontery To Complain Of The Aroma Of A Fine Dollar Cigar.