The National Park Service shot a mule in the face. He survived but had trouble swallowing and often food came out of his nose.

The customer is always right! John Wanamaker must be turning in his grave. If you're a customer today, you're an intruder.

I can't take a well-tanned person seriously.

The National Park Service shot a mule in the face. He survived but had trouble swallowing and often food came out of his nose.

It used to be said that, socially speaking, Philadelphia asked who a person is, New York how much is he worth, and Boston what does he know. Nationally it has now become generally recognized that Boston Society has long cared even more than Philadelphia about the first point and has refined the asking of who a person is to the point of demanding to know who he was. Philadelphia asks about a man's parents; Boston wants to know about his grandparents.

It has long been a theory of mine and I am known, if I do say so, for my long theories that authors, generally speaking, are rotten letter writers.

What this world needs is a new kind of army - the army of the kind.