When A Book, Any Sort Of Book,

The French Have A Phrase For It. The Bastards Have A Phrase For Everything And They Are Always Right. To Say Goodbye Is To Die A Little.

However Toplofty And Idealistic A Man May Be, He Can Always Rationalize His Right To Earn Money.

She Was Kind Of Girl Who'd Eat All Your Cashews And Leave You With Nothing But Peanuts And Filberts.

I Needed A Drink, I Needed A Lot Of Life Insurance, I Needed A Vacation, I Needed A Home In The Country. What I Had Was A Coat, A Hat And A Gun. I Put Them On And Went Out Of The Room.

The Character That Lasts Is An Ordinary Guy With Some Extraordinary Qualities.