Barbara Barrie Quotes

You’re lucky to have such great friends,” Joey said quietly. “Luck has nothing to do with it, dearie. We decided to become friends and to stay friends, through thick and thin, warts and all.

Ageing is a privilege! Not everybody’s lucky enough to get to do it.

CAST: Barry Fitzgerald as Judge Bernard Fitz of the Vincent County District Court. Bill Green as Sheriff McGrath, “Vincent County’s own little Hitler,” a frequent antagonist of the kind-hearted judge. Barbara Fuller as Susan, the judge’s lovely young niece. Leo Cleary as the bailiff. Dawn Bender as little Mary Margaret McAllister. WRITER-PRODUCER-DIRECTOR: Carlton E. Morse. ANNOUNCER: Frank Martin. ORCHESTRA: Opie Cates. This show bore many of the trademarks that writer Carlton E. Morse had established on One Man’s Family: stories containing-the breath of life, realistic conflicts, and a character who, as Time put it, was “surefire for cornfed philosophizing.” Before his election to the bench, Judge Fitz had been the barber of a small (pop. 3,543) community in the county. At times, when his legal career tried his patience, he longed again for that simpler life. He was staunchly Irish (what else, with Barry Fitzgerald in the lead?) and could be painfully sentimental. One reviewer noted that “he criticizes the law as much as he enforces it, and slyly finds a loophole when he thinks a culprit needs a helping of simple kindness.” The sheriff, on the other hand, had a “lock ’em up and throw away the key” mentality.

Mr. Smith, the president of a large corporation, calls his vice president into his office and says, “Dave, we’re making some cutbacks, so either Jack or Barbara will have to be laid off.” “Well,” says Dave, “Barbara is my best worker, but Jack has a wife and three kids. I don’t know whom to fire.” The next morning, Dave waits for his employees to arrive. Barbara is the first to come in. Dave says, “Barbara, I’ve got a problem. I’ve got to lay you or Jack off—and I don’t know what to do.” “You’d better jack off. I’ve got a headache.

Barry, Sebastian

Mephisto made his characteristically ironic bow, but as he turned to go, Fatty spontaneously put his hand on Mephisto's shoulder in a gesture of friendship. In all the eons of time in Mephisto's immortal life, he had never experienced friendship freely offered. If Mephistopheles had not lost his soul to Lucifer, Fatty would have touched it.

Mephisto tipped back his chair and surveyed the ceiling. "A small home-grown putsch brewing at Infernal Mansions is there? Beelzebub getting ideas above his station while I'm in the basement? A small reminder about power and one's place in the infernal hierarchy is due, I think…."and a red glow burned deep in the pits of his coal-black eyes,