...the elephant smoked too much.

Did you know that Mozart had no arms and no legs? I've seen statues of him on people's pianos.

Occasionally, a finger comes up to wipe a tear [of laughter] from the eye... and that's my reward... the rest goes to the government.

...the elephant smoked too much.

In my dreams of Heaven, I always see the great Masters gathered in a huge hall in which they all reside. Only Mozart has his own suite.

What soap is to the body, laughter is to the soul. Laughter is the shortest distance between two people.

I normally don't do requests. Unless, of course, I have been asked to do so.