I Sang In The Choir For Years,

I'm Used To Living Alone, And I Like It That Way. You Become So Selfish Living Alone...i'd Make A Terrible Husband Anyway.

A Room Is Like A Stage. If You See It Without Lighting, It Can Be The Coldest Place In The World.

I Don't Know Who The Hell Paul Lynde Is, Or Why He's Funny, And I Prefer It To Be A Mystery To Me.

My Table Seats Eight, So That's My Maximum. Having A Small Number Of Guests Is The Only Way To Generate Good Conversation. Besides, Your Whole House Doesn't Get Wrecked That Way.

The Dining Room In My Old House Was Truly Magnificent, But By Far The Worst Room For Conversation. I'd Get Up From The Table, A Very Long Table, And Somebody Would Always Say, Paul, I Never Got To Talk To You.