I still take the pill. I don't want any more grandchildren.
... if they [your children] write their names in the dust on the furniture, don't let them put the year.
I was so wrinkled I could screw my hats on.
All I ever learned at my mother's knee was what a bony knee looked like.
Christmas is a time when everybody wants his past forgotten and his present remembered.
My body's in such bad shape I wear prescription underwear.