No matter how deep and dark your pit, how dank your shroud, their heads are heroically unbloody and unbowed.

There is something about a martini, Ere the dining and dancing begin, And to tell you the truth, It is not the vermouth- I think that perhaps it's the gin.

The noblest lord is ushered in By the practicing physician, And the humblest lout is ushered out By a certified mortician. And in between, they find their foyers Alive with summonses from lawyers.

I test my bath before I sit, And I'm always moved to wonderment That what chills the finger not a bit Is so frigid upon the fundament.

I believe that people believe what they believe they believe.

Some people's money is merited and other people's is inherited.

Bankers are just like anybody else, only richer