There ought to be a law against necessity.
April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees.
Someday I'll wish upon a star.
The Lord made Adam, the Lord made Eve, he made 'em both a little bit naive.
The greatest romance in the life of a lyricist is when the right word meets the right note; often, however, a Park Avenue phrase elopes with a Bleecker Street chord, resulting in a shotgun wedding and a quickie divorce.
All the heroes of tomorrow are the heretics of today.