Joy is obtaining a big, loving, caring shut-knit household in yet another town.

I spent a year in that town, one Sunday.

None of us kids had a middle name. We were lucky we had any name at all. By the time my mother got around to naming one, there was another on the way.

Everyday happiness means you can't wait to come home, because the soup is hot.

I've been a straight man for so many years that from force of habit I repeat everything. I went out fishing with a fellow the other day and he fell overboard. He yelled, Help! Help! Help! so I said, Help? Help? Help? And while I was waiting for him to get his laugh, he drowned.

At my age flowers scare me.

Retire? I'm going to stay in show business until I'm the only one left