And now the end is near, and so I face the final curtain.
A man doesn't know what happiness is until he's married. By then it's too late.
As you may know, I have many good friends in the press who, unfortunately, have thus far refused to identify themselves and go public.
You treat a lady like a dame, and a dame like a lady.
Nothing anybody's said or written about me ever bothers me, except when it does.
If you don't know the guy on the other side of the world, love him anyway because he's just like you. He has the same dreams, the same hopes and fears. It's one world, pal. We're all neighbors.