I'm the kind of guy who will always be a friend to people in need. That's because people who are doing all right won't hang around with me.
He buys all his clothes at Hart, Schaffner, Barnum & Bailey.
Middle-aged: what old people insist on calling themselves.
I'd like to have an inferiority complex, but I don't think I'm good enough.
If one tells the truth, one is sure, sooner or later, to be found out.
I was such an ugly baby my mother used to diaper my face.
I like him. I have no taste, but I like him.
I get no respect. I get mail that begins, "You may already be a loser."
He really isn't bald-headed; he just has a tall face.
His parents were so prominent they came from both sides of the tracks.