We gotta be free - The eagle and me. see Amelia Jenks Bloomer, Emancipation of Women

How are things in Glocca Mora this fine day?

Oh, innocent victims of Cupid, remember this terse little verse: To let a fool kiss you is stupid. To let a kiss fool you is worse.

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.

Ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead.

My whole family has been having trouble with immigrants ever since we came to this country.

Someday I'll wish upon a star.