Oh, why can't we break away from all this, just you and I, and lodge with my fleas in the hills? I mean flee to my lodge in the hills.

Afraid? Me? A man who's licked his weight in wild caterpillars?

Making love to your wife is like shooting at sitting ducks.

I intend to live forever, or die trying.

This would be a better place for children if parents had to eat spinach.

Don't let the fear of the thorn keep you from the rose.

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