The Elephant Smoked Too Much.(explaining Why The

The First Piano Was Built Long After They Didn't Have Any At All.

I Do Not Have A Single White Note On My Piano; My Elephant Smoked Too Much.

Occasionally, A Finger Comes Up To Wipe A Tear [of Laughter] From The Eye... And That's My Reward... The Rest Goes To The Government.

Flint Must Be An Extremely Wealthy Town: I See That Each Of You Bought Two Or Three Seats.

That's Why I've Never Thought Of Retiring Because I Do It All The Time Whether On The Stage Or Off. I Found That In A Precarious Situation, A Smile Is The Shortest Distance Between People. When One Needs To Reach Out For Sympathy Or A Link With People, What Better Way Is There?