I'm very pleased to be here. Let's face it, at my age I'm very pleased to be anywhere.

It's one of the old show business axioms. No matter how successful you've been, there's always a younger and sexier seal coming along.

I get up every morning and read the obituary column. If my name's not there, I eat breakfast.

First you forget names, then you forget faces. Next you forget to pull your zipper up and finally, you forget to pull it down.

At home we ate fish every Friday, as Catholics were then supposed to do. Being Jewish, I compromised. I wore a hat when I ate fish, out of respect for my own religion and the fish's family.

If I had taken my doctor's advice and quit smoking when he advised me to, I wouldn't have lived to go to his funeral.

It's good to be here. At 98, it's good to be anywhere.