Goodnight, my darlings, I'll see you tomorrow.
For gin, in cruel sober truth, supplies the fuel for flaming youth.
Television is for appearing on, not looking at.
We have no reliable guarantee that the afterlife will be any less exasperating than this one, have we?
Thousands of people have talent. I might as well congratulate you for having eyes in your head. The one and only thing that counts is: Do you have staying power?
Madame Bovary is the sexiest book imaginable. The woman's virtually a nyphomaniac but you won't find a vulgar word in the entire thing.