I hate women because they always know where things are.
From James Thurber
Progress was all right. Only it went on too long.
The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody's guess.
You might as well fall flat on your face as lean over too far backward.
It's a naive domestic Burgundy without any breeding, but I think you'll be amused by its presumption.
Unless artists can remember what it was to be a little boy, they are only half complete as artist and as man.
There is something about a poet which leads us to believe that he died, in many cases, as long as 20 years before his birth.
The appreciative smile, the chuckle, the soundless mirth, so important to the success of comedy, cannot be understood unless one sits among the audience and feels the warmth created by the quality of laughter that the audience takes home with it.
Boys are beyond the range of anybody's sure understanding, at least when they are between the ages of 18 months and 90 years.
I think that maybe if women and children were in charge we would get somewhere.
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