The boy spoke two words, the first a short guttural verb, the second “you.

Nick: "Don't you think maybe a drink would help you to sleep?" Nora: "No, thanks." Nick: "Maybe it would if I took one.

I found I was repeating myself. It is the beginning of the end when you discover you have style.

The outcome of successful planning always looks like luck to saps.

Our lawyers had their chat with the Supreme Court Justice, and promised to repast the chat to other members of the Supreme Court to find out whether they wanted to hear us out.

You're drunk, and I'm drunk, and I'm just exactly drunk enough to tell you anything you want to know. That's the kind of girl I am. If I like a person, I'll tell them anything they want to know. Just ask me. Go ahead, ask me.

The cheaper the crook, the gaudier the patter.