Nothing Would Disgust Me More, Morally, Than

Frankly, Despite My Horror Of The Press, I'd Love To Rise From The Grave Every Ten Years Or So And Go Buy A Few Newspapers.

If You Were To Ask Me If I'd Ever Had The Bad Luck To Miss My Daily Cocktail, I'd Have To Say That I Doubt It; Where Certain Things Are Concerned, I Plan Ahead.

The Bar... Is An Exercise In Solitude. Above All Else, It Must Be Quiet, Dark, Very Comfortable-and, Contrary To Modern Mores, No Music Of Any Kind, No Matter How Faint. In Sum, There Should Be No More Than A Dozen Tables, And A Client That Doesn't Like To Talk.

Age Is Something That Doesn't Matter Unless You're A Cheese

The Decline Of The Aperitif May Well Be One Of The Most Depressing Phenomena Of Our Time.