You can't be a successful Dictator and design women's underclothing.

The real objection to the great majority of cats is their insufferable air of superiority.

Bicky rocked, like a jelly in a high wind.

[I'm] as broke as the ten commandments.

His eyes were rolling in their sockets, and his face had taken on the colour and expression of a devout tomato. I could see he loved like a thousand bricks.

Work, the what's-its-name of the thingummy and the thing-um-a-bob of the what d'you-call-it.

Comedy is the kindly contemplation of the incongruous.