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!
Groucho MarxI'm not much of a correspondent. My letters are not only uninteresting but sparse. I'm glad I don?t have to write for a living. It?s arduous work and the money is very uncertain. On those rare occasions when I wander into a bookstore it amazes me to see the avalanche of literature and semi-literature that is turned out weekly in this country. The people who write these things are either desperate for money or love starved. Why should anyone on a nice balmy day lock oneself in an office and hit a typewriter for hours on end. I think one of the greatest pleasures in the world is not writing.
Groucho MarxI didn't like the play, but then I saw it under adverse conditions - the curtain was up.
Groucho Marx