Prohibition is an awful flop. We like it. It can't stop what it's meant to stop. We like it. It's left a trail of graft and slime It don't prohibit worth a dime It's filled our land with vice and crime, Nevertheless, we're for it.
Nothing is more responsible for the good old days than a bad memory.
Drinking is bad taste but tastes good.
To err is human; to forgive, infrequent.
An extravagance is something you buy which is no earthly use to your wife.
There is no accounting for tastes, as the woman said when someone told her her son was wanted by the police.