I Have No Truck With Lettuce, Cabbage,

In Pulp Fiction It Is A Rigid Convention That The Hero's Shoulders And The Heroine's Balcon Constantly Threaten To Burst Their Bonds, A Possibility Which Keeps The Audience In A State Of Tense Expectancy. Unfortunately For The Fans, However, Recent Tests Reveal That The Wisp Of Chiffon Which Stands Between The Publisher And The Postal Laws Has The Tensile Strength Of Drop-forged Steel.

I'll Dispose Of My Teeth As I See Fit, And After They've Gone, I'll Get Along. I Started Off Living On Gruel, And By God, I Can Always Go Back To It Again.

This Medal (the National Book Award) Together With My American Express Card, Will Identify Me Worldwide ... Except At Bloomingdale's.

A Basic Ingredient In The Manufacture Of Perfume, The Attar-a Heavy, Pale-yellow Oil Stored In Small Metal Drums-had Been Put Up As Collateral By Bulgaria, In Lieu Of Gold, At The Moscow Narodny Bank, A Communist Finance House For East-west Trade.

Freedley: Will I Feel Better After I Take It? Dr. Fitch (coldly): I, Am A Physician, Freedley, Not An Astrologer. If You Want A Horoscope, There's A Gypsy Tearoom Over On Lexington Avenue.