Even the intellectual crowd will have none of me. Physically, I look like one of them. Graying at the temples, I walk with a slight limp and wear thick glasses.

And stop pointing that beard at me, it might go off!

You're only as young as the woman you feel.

Home is where you hang your head.

Dig trenches? With our men being killed off like flies? There isn't time to dig trenches. We'll have to buy them ready made.

Now there's a man with an open mind - you can feel the breeze from here!

Given the choice between a woman and a cigar, I will always choose the cigar.