My whole family has been having trouble with immigrants ever since we came to this country.

April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees.

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I?

Oh, innocent victims of Cupid, remember this terse little verse: To let a fool kiss you is stupid. To let a kiss fool you is worse.

Someday I'll wish upon a star.

Follow the yellow brick road.

I am one of the last of a small tribe of troubadours, who still believe that life is a beautiful and exciting journey with a purpose and grace which are well worth singing about.

They who meet on an April night are forever lost in love, if there's moonlight all about and there's no moon above.

This we learn from Watergate that almost any creep'll be glad to help the Government overthrow the people.

Music gives 'wings' to words.

My heart wants roots My mind wants wings. I cannot bear Their bickerings.

Divination is turning out to be much more trouble than I could have foreseen, never having studied the subject myself.

In America, anyone can become president. That's one of the risks you take.

If the sun refuses to rise we will make it rise

Better to be a successful failure, than to fail at success.

Me and polite have never been on close terms.

Baseball is a team sport played by individuals for themselves.

I suppose you're right about some perspectives. Just a few weeks ago, I thought you were a dickhead.

If it works, don't fix it; do more of it.

When you become controversial, when you want to promote new ideas, you need to be the face of it and not be scared.

Instead of pleasing, learn the art of happiness.