You're only as young as the woman you feel.
I love my cigar too, but I take it out of my mouth once in a while.
Don't look now, but there's one too many in this room and I think it's you.
Well, art is art, isn't it? Still, on the other hand, water is water.
That's nothing - my alarm clock is set for eight.
Any place I hang my head is home.