Roast Beef, Medium, is not only a food. It is a philosophy. ... Roast Beef, Medium, is safe, and sane, and sure.

There is an interesting resemblance in the speeches of dictators, no matter what country they may hail from or what language they may speak.

Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.

I think in order to write really well and convincingly, one must be somewhat poisoned by emotion, dislike, displeasure, resentment, fault-finding, imagination, passionate remonstrance, a sense of injustice-they all make fine fuel.

I never would just open a door and walk through, I had to bust it down for the hell of it. I just naturally liked doing things the hard way.

Perhaps too much of everything is as bad as too little.

In New York the sky is bluer, and the grass is greener, and the girls are prettier, and the steaks are thicker, and the buildings are higher, and the streets are wider, and the air is finer, than the sky, or the grass, or the girls, or the steaks, or the air of any place else in the world.