I Don't Need Any More Awards.

I'd Like A Glass Of Cold Gravy With A Hair In It, Please.

I Only Bet On What's Dearest To A Man's Heart. Else There Is No Way To Tell If He's Bluffing. What A Man Is Willing To Risk Or Not To Risk, That's A Measure Of His Soul.

In The Office, The Mail That Came In Was Always 10 To 1 For Me.

It Used To Be 65 When You Went Into Retirement. Before That, When You Got Into Your 50s, You Were Getting Older.

Ah, Love. A Dreadful Bond! And Yet, So Easily Severed.