The English have an extraordinary ability for flying into a great calm.

A broker is a man who runs your fortune into a shoestring.

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

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.

It comes from the likes of you! Take what you can get! Grab the chances as they come along! Act in hallways! Sing in doorways! Dance in cellars!

It was Mrs. Campbell, for instance, who, on a celebrated occasion, threw her companion into a flurry by describing her recent marriage as "the deep, deep peace of the double-bed after the hurly-burly of the chaise-longue."

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