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 can't understand why I flunked American history. When I was a kid there was so little of it.

I honestly think it is better to be a failure at something you love than to be a success at something you hate.

I'd rather be over the hill than under it.

In those days the best painkiller was ice; it wasn't addictive and it was particularly effective if you poured some whiskey over it.

Young. Old. Just Words.

I was brought up to respect my elders, so now I don't have to respect anybody.