Now I Know Why Tigers Eat Their

Every Time A Boy Falls Off A Tricycle, Every Time A Black Cat Has Gray Kittens, Every Time Someone Stubs A Toe, Every Time There's A Murder Or A Fire Or The Marines Land In Nicaragua, The Police And The Newspapers Holler 'get Capone.'

I Don't Even Know What Street Canada Is On.

My Rackets Are Run On Strictly American Lines And They're Going To Stay That Way.

I Am Sick And Tired Of Publicity. I Want No More Of It. It Puts Me In A Bad Light. I Just Want To Be Forgotten.

I Got Nothing Against The Honest Cop On The Beat. You Just Have Them Transferred Someplace Where They Can't Do You Any Harm. But Don't Ever Talk To Me About The Honor Of Police Captains Or Judges. If They Couldn't Be Bought They Wouldn't Have The Job.