What would you do if you were President, and, on the first day of May, the Russian Ambassador presented you with a beautiful cake which emitted a curious ticking noise? Would you plunge it into a pail of water - thus insulting Soviet cuisine in general?
Smile first thing in the morning. Get it over with.
I never worry about being driven to drink; I just worry about being driven home.
I drink with impunity...or anyone else who invites me.
When life hands you lemons, make whisky sours.
I always made up my own acts; built them out of my knowledge and observation of real life. I'd had wonderful opportunities to study people; and every time I went out on the stage I tried to show the audience some bit of true human nature.