The Sun Was In Mind To Come

The Bible Was A Consolation To A Fellow Alone In The Old Cell. The Lovely Thin Paper With A Bit Of Matress Stuffing In It, If You Could Get A Match, Was As Good A Smoke As I Ever Tasted.

When Two Men Fight Over A Woman It's The Fight They Want, Not The Woman.

It's Not That The Irish Are Cynical. It's Rather That They Have A Wonderful Lack Of Respect For Everything And Everybody.

Ninety-seven Saint Days A Year Wouldn't Affect The Theater, But Two Yom Kippurs Would Ruin It.

There's No One, No One, Loves You Like Yourself.