Even though we may all become extinct, we can still leave our footprint in the sand.

Adults are obsolete children.

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?

Pop guns! And bicycles! Roller skates! Drums! Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And plums! And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly, Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimbley!

Oh, what a day. I will make it a holiday.

Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find, for a mind maker-upper to make up his mind

The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote: stink. Stank. Stunk.