Time Flies Like An Arrow; Fruit Flies

In Hollywood, Brides Keep The Bouquets And Throw Away The Groom.

I Was Married By A Judge. I Should Have Asked For A Jury.

I Write By Ear. I Tried Writing With The Typewriter, But I Found It Too Unwieldy

Obviously There Was No Point In Being A Bachelor If His Houseman Was Going To Filch His Booze. If He Was Going To Get Robbed, He Might Just As Well Get Married.

I Cannot Say That I Don't Disagree With You.