Christmas carols always brought tears to my eyes. I also cry at weddings. I should have cried at a couple of my own.
Everything's coming up roses - for me.
At one time I smoked, but in 1959 I couldn't think of anything else to give up for Lent so I stopped - and I haven't had a cigarette since.
I wouldn't change one thing about my professional life, and I make it a point not to dwell on my mistakes.
You gotta have a gimmick.