At 83, George Bernard Shaw's mind was perhaps not quite as good as it used to be, but it was still better than anyone else's.

Los Angeles is seven suburbs in search of a city.

You haven't lived until you died in New York.

There is no such thing in anyone's life as an unimportant day.

One listens to one's lawyer prattle on as long as one can stand it and then signs where indicated.

A hick town is one where there is no place to go where you shouldn't go.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with Oscar Levant that a miracle can't fix.