Getting older is no problem. You just have to live long enough.
I know a member of one of New York's first families (first as you drive up Tenth Avenue)
I eat like a vulture. Unfortunately the resemblance doesn't end there.
Behind every successful man is a woman, behind her is his wife.
Send two dozen roses to Room 424 and put "Emily, I love you" on the back of the bill.
My favourite poem is the one that starts 'Thirty days hath September' because it actually tells you something.