It's so cold here in Washington, D.C., that politicians have their hands in their own pockets.

It's very frustrating making a picture in Paris. We work hard all day at the studio to get a love scene just right. Then, on my way home, I see couples on every street corner doing it better.

There was nothing subtle about our landing. The pilot just pointed the nose at the ground and let her rip.

We're on our way to the Persian Gulf. Wait! It's a mistake! I thought they said Persian Golf.

If they liked you, they didn't applaud -- they let you live.

Rock and roll is catching on all over . . . France . . . England . . . They even have it in Japan, only over there they call it judo.

And on nearby islands, the Japanese army was eating raw fish. We felt sorry for them. We didn't know that in America after the war, you wouldn't be able to get into a sushi joint without a reservation. And we thought they lost.