(On seeing a former lover for the first time in years) I thought I told you to wait in the car.

I think the Republican party should be placed in drydock and have the barnacles scraped off its bottom.

Don't think this has taught me a lesson !

I'm as pure as the driven slush.

I did what I could to inflate the rumor I was on my way to stardom. What I was on my way to, by any mathematical standards known to man, was oblivion, by way of obscurity.

Drink reacts on its practitioners in conflicting ways. One brave can knock off a quart of Scotch and look and act as sober as Herbert Hoover. Another, after three Martinis, makes two-cushion carroms off the chaise lounge as he attempts to negotiate the bathroom.

A Republican. A Republican. That's worse than being a goddamned Communist!