Wit Doesn't Make Girls Pretty.

I Have Legs Of Iron, But To Tell You The Truth, They're Starting To Rust And Buckle A Bit.

Not Having Children Is One Less Worry. Children Are A Worry!

[on Being The Oldest Living Human Being:] God Must Have Forgotten Me.

He Who Hugs Too Much, Hugs Badly!

My Sight Is Bad, My Hearing Is Bad, I Feel Bad, But I Don't Suffer, I Don't Complain.