Middle age is when your old classmates are so grey and wrinkled and bald they don't recognize you.

There is a mass of people, we might as well admit, who if they weren't watching television, would be doing absolutely nothing else.

There once was a student named Bessor Whose knowledge grew lessor and lessor. It at last grew so small He knew nothing at all, And today he's a college professor!

Fame - anyone who says he doesn't like it is crazy

Politicians are like ships: noisiest when lost in a fog.

One of the troubles of the day, observes Mr. C.N. Peac, is that once we came upon the little red schoolhouse, whereas now we come upon the little-read school boy.

Middle age is when your old classmates are so grey and wrinkled and bald they don't recognize you.