Cross my heart and hope to eat my weight in goslings.

Don't worry about your heart, it will last you as long as you live.

When we have lost everything, including hope, life becomes a disgrace, and death a duty.

Well, her face was so wrinkled it looked like seven miles of bad road. She had so many gold teeth . . . she used to have to sleep with her head in a safe.

I'd like to see Paris before I die... Philadelphia will do.

Remember, a dead fish can float downstream, but it takes a live one to swim upstream.