Return to me, for my heart wants you only. Hurry home, hurry home, won't you please hurry home to my heart.

There's a statue of Jimmy Stewart in the Hollywood Wax Museum, and the statue talks better than he does.

The whole world is drunk and we're just the cocktail of the moment. Someday soon, the world will wake up, down two aspirin with a glass of tomato juice, and wonder what the hell all the fuss was about.

The thing I notice first about a woman is her walk. A beautiful woman is like a race horse-slim, sleek and with a beautiful carriage.

Your lips and mine, two sips of wine, memories are made of this.

The reason I drink is because when I'm sober I think I'm Eddie Fisher.

Everybody Loves Somebody Sometime.