Friends come and go but I wouldn't have thought you'd be one of them
Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.
all men are the same age.
If wild my breast and sore my pride, I bask in dreams of suicide, If cool my heart and high my head I think 'How lucky are the dead.
London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful.
Scratch an actor and you'll find an actress.