“Snow can burn your eyes but only people make you cry.”

All to often, however, what she [the woman] does want is the man she hopes she will make out of the man she already has.

Don’t let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot.

I could have danced all night!

There’s a smile on my face for the whole human race.

Eternally noble, historically fair; Who, when you win, will always give your back a pat. Why can’t a woman be like that?

By order summer lingers through September In Camelot.

I’m getting married in the morning! / Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime.

Why can’t the English teach their children how to speak?

You will follow every mountain, sea and shore, You will see from far and near a world you’ve never seen before.

England still will be here without you.

You see what happens today. Women act like men and want to be treated like women.

Just look at it. No wonder so many artists have come here and called it home. Brother.

Thank heaven for little girls! For little girls get bigger every day.

Pull out the stopper! Let’s have a whopper! / But get me to the church on time!.

An Englishmans way of speaking absolutely classifies him.

If you can’t paint in Paris, you’d better give up and marry the boss’s daughter.