Wit Is Like Caviar -

Never Mind, Dear, We're All Made The Same, Though Some More Than Others.

You Always Ought To Have Tom Cats Arranged, You Know - It Makes 'em More Companionable.

There Isn't A Particle Of You That I Don't Know, Remember, And Want.

How Foolish To Think That One Can Ever Slam The Door In The Face Of Age. Much Wiser To Be Polite And Gracious And Ask Him To Lunch In Advance.

The Pleasures That Once Were Heaven Look Silly At Sixty-seven.