If I'm trapped in a theatre, and a show starts disappointingly, I have a handy way of avoiding it: I fall asleep. Harpo Speaks! (1961)
Like the East Side tenement, our house was seldom without the sound of music or laughter or questions being asked or stories being told. Harpo Speaks! (1961)
Susan, an only child who never had any roots, and I, a lone wolf who got married 20 years too late, were adopted by the kids as much as they were by us. Harpo Speaks! (1961)