Jakie, is it my birthday or am I dying ?
It is hopeless trying to go forward when you are looking backward.
If I were your wife I would put poison in your coffee.
Grass is growing on the Front Bench.
[To a group of women prisoners:] You're luckier than I am. You're wanted and I'm not.
Dreams are great. When they disappear you may still be there, but you will have ceased to live.