I Don't Eat Much Meat, Fish, Or

Have You Noticed That All You Need To Grow Healthy, Vigorous Grass Is A Crack In Your Sidewalk? Having A Baby Is Like Taking Your Lower Lip And Forcing It Over Your Head.

I Don't Have False Teeth. Do You Think I'd Buy Teeth Like These?

I Wish My Mother Had Left Me Something About How She Felt Growing Up. I Wish My Grandmother Had Done The Same. I Wanted My Girls To Know Me.

In '57, I Got A Job At The Blue Angel Nightclub, And A Gentleman Named Ken Welch Wrote All My Material For Me. I Lived At A Place Called The Rehearsal Club That Was Actually The Basis For A Play Called Stage Door.

Celebrity Was A Long Time In Coming; It Will Go Away. Everything Goes Away.