I love Superman. I'm a big fan of anyone who can make his living in his underwear.

Judge not a man by his clothes, but by his wife's clothes.

Never try to wear a hat that has more character than you do.

I never had a hat, never wore one, but recently was given a brown suede duck-hunting hat. The moment I put it on I realized I was starved for a hat. I kept it warm by putting it on my head. I made plans to wear it especially when I was going to do any thinking. Somewhere in Virginia, I lost my hat.

When in doubt, wear red.

There is much to support the view that it is clothes that wear us and not we them; we may make them take the mold of arm or breast, but they will mold our hearts, our brains, our tongues to their liking.

I don't see how an article of clothing can be indecent. A person, yes.

I put on a peekaboo blouse, he peeked and booed.

A man's tie should never be louder than his wife.

I lost a buttonhole.