Such a lot of guns around town and so few brains!
What's at the end of a million dollars? Zero, zero, zero... nothing. A circle with a hole in it.
I should never have switched from Scotch to Martinis.
I always cry at weddings, especially my own.
Physically, Iām not tough. I may think tough. I would say Iām kinda tough and calloused inside. I could use a foot more in height and fifty more pounds and fifteen years off my age and then God help all you bastards.
The only good reason to have money is this: so that you can tell any SOB in the world to go to hell.