And as we walk, we always keep a smile upon our face.

We walk as though upon a cloud, and we glide with lissome grace.

You can expect trouble when you ain't toting a rabbit's foot.

Can't you remember how it was when you was a boy?

When I say, bonjour, Geoffro, you say, bonjour, Mademoiselle Jane.

His family lives a heap longer than most folks.

Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

You best fetch a granny.

What a precious paradox you are.

Yeah, you sure swallowed a whopper.

Was you a hollerin' for me?

Oh, you are a challenge, you ravishing rustic, you child of nature.

And it's high time you got one, being a widower.

You were slicker than a peeled onion.

Sonny told me that there's been a member of his family living in Boston since 1632.

This is how you sit in a chair.

How did you get a woman like that?

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

You go jump into a purdy dress, and I'll whop you up a love charm that I guarantee will bring Sonny Drysdale back.

I am Caesar, and you are a fair-skinned captive, the barbarian slave.