Well, Art Is Art, Isn't It? Still,

Given The Choice Between A Woman And A Cigar, I Will Always Choose The Cigar.

I Wish To Be Cremated. One Tenth Of My Ashes Shall Be Given To My Agent, As Written In Our Contract.

How Would You Like To Feel The Way She Looks?

What Have Future Generations Ever Done For Us?

I Could Dance With You Until The Cows Come Home. On Second Thought I'd Rather Dance With The Cows Until You Come Home.