From the moment I picked your book up until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Someday I intend reading it.
Growing old is something you do if you're lucky.
A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.
I hate London when it's not raining.
When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun.'
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.