I know a member of one of New York's first families (first as you drive up Tenth Avenue)
You are going Uruguay, and I'm going my way
You're a great brother. You give us a heart attack worrying about your heart attack, which you didn't even have the decency to have!
Die, my dear? Why that's the last thing I'll do!
It is impossible to design anything that is foolproof because fools are so ingenious.
The admission fee was a viper's tongue and a half-concealed stiletto. It was a sort of intellectual slaughterhouse.