In spite of the Depression, or maybe because of it, folks were hungry for a good time, and an evening of dancing seemed a good way to have it.

There's no good way to waste your time. Wasting time is just wasting time.

I can't get carried away with having a good time because everyone, especially the young guys, have to know there's a time and place for everything.

There are good days and there are bad days, and this is one of them.

I'm just not into happy-clappy pop. Unless it's happy-clappy pop in a good way.

It's the first time I ever got a standing ovation in the sky.