“There are many in this old world of ours who hold that things break about even for all of us. I have observed, for example, that we all get the same amount of ice. The rich get it in the summertime and the poor get it in the winter.”

There are those who argue that everything breaks even in this old dump of a world of ours.

I suppose these ginks who argue that way hold that because the rich man gets ice in the summer and the poor man gets it in the winter things are breaking even for both. Maybe so, but I’ll swear I can’t see it that way.

We all get the same amount of ice. The rich get it in the summer. The poor get it in the winter.

Shoot first and never miss.

Every dog, we are told, has his day, unless there are more dogs than days.

If you want to hit a man in the chest, aim for his groin.

Never run a bluff with a six-gun.

I’ve always wanted to go to Switzerland to see what the army does with those wee red knives.

Rock and roll is catching on all over . . . France . . . England . . . They even have it in Japan, only over there they call it judo.

It’s very frustrating making a picture in Paris. We work hard all day at the studio to get a love scene just right. Then, on my way home, I see couples on every street corner doing it better.

Eighty is when you order a steak and the headwaiter puts it through the blender. Or when you wake up as many times during the night as Burt Reynolds, but not for the same reason.

The help (in Japan) is very polite. They bow so much, you don’t know which end to talk to.

Free speech isn’t dead in Germany and Italy, merely the speakers.

Clinton’s an unusually good liar. Unusually Good. Do you realize that?

C makes it easy to shoot yourself in the foot; C++ makes it harder, but when you do it blows your whole leg off.