The writer's way is rough and lonely, and who would choose it while there are vacancies in more gracious professions, such as, say, cleaning out ferryboats?
Don't look at me in that tone of voice.
That woman speaks eighteen languages, and can't say 'No' in any of them.
The definition of eternity is two people and a ham.
I require only three things of a man. He must be handsome, ruthless and stupid.
Years are only garments, and you either wear them with style all your life, or else you go dowdy to the grave.