If you live to be one hundred, you've got it made. Very few people die past that age.
Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.
How can I die? I'm booked.
Happiness? A good cigar, a good meal, a good cigar and a good woman - or a bad woman; it depends on how much happiness you can handle.
I love to sing, and I love to drink scotch. Most people would rather hear me drink scotch.
I spent a year in that town, one Sunday.