Jacob: I've Never Seen So Much Manure.

Sometimes I Think If I Had To Choose Between An Ear Of Corn Or Making Love To A Woman, I'd Choose The Corn.

I Tend Not To Think About The Reading Public At All, Or The Business, When I'm Writing.

When Two People Are Meant To Be Together, They Will Be Together. It's Fate.

I Am Ninety. Or Ninety-three. One Or The Other.

Age Is A Terrible Thief. Just When You're Getting The Hang Of Life, It Knocks Your Legs Out From Under You And Stoops Your Back. It Makes You Ache And Muddies Your Head And Silently Spreads Cancer Throughout Your Spouse.