At twelve noon, The natives swoon And no further work is doneBut mad dogs and Englishmen, Go out in the midday sun.
To know you are among people whom you love, and who love you – that has made all the successes wonderful, much more wonderful than they'd have been anyway.
There isn't a particle of you that I don't know, remember, and want.
I don't much care for Hollywood, I'd rather have a nice cup of cocoa.
I'll go through life either first class or third, but never in second.
It's no good pacing up and down. It won't make the plane arrive any faster. Just sit down and accept that we're delayed. You're just making a fool of yourself.