Life is the living you do, Death is the living you don't do.

There is a secret person undamaged within every individual.

Once he had one leg in the White House and the nation trembled under his roars. Now he is a tinpot pope in the Coca-Cola belt and a brother to the forlorn pastors who belabor halfwits in galvanized iron tabernacles behind the railroad yards."

"I'm dying," he croaked. "My experiment was a success," the chemist retorted . "You can't really train a beagle," he dogmatized. "That's no beagle, it's a mongrel," she muttered. "The fire is going out," he bellowed. "Bad marksmanship," the h

In the plot, people came to the land; the land loved them; they worked and struggled and had lots of children. There was a Frenchman who talked funny and a greenhorn from England who was a fancy-pants but when it came to the crunch he was all courag

Never appeal to a man's "better nature." He may not have one. Invoking his self-interest gives you more leverage.

A little inaccuracy saves a world of explanation.

A verbal contract isn't worth the paper it's written on.

Nothing so needs reforming as other people's habits.

Lots of folks confuse bad management with destiny.

Never promise more than you can perform.

It has been said [by Anatole France], "it is not by amusing oneself that one learns," and, in reply: "it is *____only* by amusing oneself that one can learn."

There's small choice in rotten apples.

There are three infallible ways of pleasing an author, and the three form a rising scale of compliment: 1, to tell him you have read one of his books; 2, to tell him you have read all of his books; 3, to ask him to let you read the manuscript of his

It shall be unlawful for any suspicious person to be within the municipality.

My tears stuck in their little ducts, refusing to be jerked.