Bruno Sammartino Quotes

I've knocked my front teeth out. I've got fake front teeth.

The blast blew most of my teeth out, I have screws and plates in my face, I lost the eye.

You wouldn't believe how many people have told me that I need to fix my teeth or that I need to restructure my jawline.

I've always been unhappy with my teeth. I've lost most of them from my bottom jaw, and those in the upper jaw have been screwed in or capped. As a result, I've got great hollows under my cheeks, and my bone structure seems accentuated.

I've had more than 200 stitches, only in the area of the eyes.

I've had all my teeth replaced with solid gold replicas of the originals.

My dentist said my teeth were wearing away at the back because I couldn't bite. My top jaw was broken and brought forward, and my bottom jaw was broken and put back.

I still looked the same - I had a swollen jaw.

Dentist: a prestidigitator who, putting metal into your mouth, pulls coin out of your pocket.

I am of the level with common Astrologers; who, with an old paltry cant, and a few pot-hooks for planets to amuse the vulgar, have too long been suffered to abuse the world.

Los Angeles is the home of the three little white lies: "The Ferrari is paid for," "The mortgage is assumable," and "It's just a cold sore!

It's really remarkable to see two candidates,[Donald] Trump and [Marco] Rubio, making things up and putting things out for which there is no evidence and no basis.

When a man tells you that he knows the exact truth about anything you are safe in inferring that he is an inexact man.

We were told four years ago that 17 million people went to bed hungry each night. Well that was probably true. They were all on a diet.

When forging money, I had always salved my conscience by concluding that I was merely extending the lie of commerce.

Counterfeiters exist because there is such a thing as real gold.

Arguments, like men, are often pretenders.

I did a lot of lying. I went through a big lying phase when I was in like third and fourth grade. I told all my friends I was in Les Misérables, and I was not. I also told them I was an Indian princess. Also not an Indian princess.

I'm allergic to rocks hitting me in the face.

If winter should say, 'Spring is in my heart,' who would believe winter?

What a doctor I've got - he's really mixed up. Last week, he grabbed my knee and told me to cough. Then hit me in the balls with a hammer.

Well, I always talk about how I used to work at an insane asylum and stuff, which is true, but to be honest, I just make crap up more than anything else.

There's a lot of bullshit in Peter Fonda's autobiography. A great deal of it is complete fabrication.

Quackery gives birth to nothing; gives death to all things.