I'll dispose of my teeth as I see fit, and after they've gone, I'll get along. I started off living on gruel, and by God, I can always go back to it again.

The fact is that all of us have only one personality, and we wring it out like a dishtowel. You are what you are.

"In France," Marcel said with wintry dignity, "accidents occur in the bedroom, not the kitchen."

Only the scenario writers are exempt. These are tied between the tails of two spirited Caucasian ponies, which are then driven off in opposite directions. This custom is called a conference.

I found the pearl of the Orient slightly less exciting than a rainy Sunday evening in Rochester.

Tomatoes and squash never fail to reach maturity. You can spray them with acid, beat them with sticks and burn them; they love it.

Where would the Rockefellers be today if old John D. had gone on selling short-weight kerosene ... to widows and orphans instead of wisely deciding to mulct the whole country.