The Bible was a consolation to a fellow alone in the old cell. The lovely thin paper with a bit of matress stuffing in it, if you could get a match, was as good a smoke as I ever tasted.
Ah, bless you, Sister, may all your sons be bishops.
What the hell difference does it make, left or right? There were good men lost on both sides.
A general and a bit of shooting makes you forget your troubles ... it takes your mind off the cost of living.
A pedestrian ought to be legally allowed to toss at least one hand grenade at a motorist every day.
I'm a drinker with a writing problem.
I am a daylight atheist.
The sun was in mind to come out but having a look at the weather it was in lost heart and went back again.
Message? What the hell do you think I am, a bloody postman?
There's no bad publicity except an obituary.
Pound notes are the best religion in the world.
I cannot imagine any crime worse than taking a life, can you? -It'd depend whose life.
All publicity is good, except an obituary notice.
That you, sister. May you be the mother of a bishop.
You made one mistake. You married me.
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