I was young and foolish then; now I am old and foolisher.

I don't like to commit myself about heaven and hell - you see, I have friends in both places.

All I need is the opportunity,' I said confidently. He smiled. 'Seventeen's very young, and you look even younger.' I shrugged off-handedly. 'That's a question of make-up.' Karno laughed. That shrug, he told Sydney later, got me the job.

When you're young and healthy you can plan on Monday to commit suicide, and by Wednesday you're laughing again.

I sound like that old guy down the street that doesn't chase you out of his apple tree.

Anyone who can only think of one way to spell a word obviously lacks imagination.