Marriage is the aftermath of love.

How about slipping out of those wet things and into a dry Martini?

To take a gloomy view of life is not part of my philosophy; to laugh at the idiocies of my fellow creatures is. However, at this particular moment I cannot find so much to laugh at as I would like.

I have a memory like an elephant. In fact, elephants often consult me.

A perfect martini should be made by filling a glass with gin then waving it in the general direction of Italy.

If you must have motivation, think of your paycheck on Friday.

My life really has been one long extravaganza.