There is no accounting for tastes, as the woman said when someone told her her son was wanted by the police.
Franklin P. AdamsRemember how excited you were when you turned five years old. Today, you should be 10 times that excited. Happy 50th birthday!
Franklin P. AdamsWhile the work or play is on, it is a lot of fun if while you are doing one you don't constantly feel that you ought to be doing the other.
Franklin P. AdamsThe rich man has his motorcar, His country and his town estate, He smokes a fifty-cent cigar And jeers at Fate. He frivols through the livelong day, He knows not Poverty, her pinch. His lot seems light, his heart seems gay; He has a cinch. Yet though my lamp burns low and dim, Though I must slave for livelihood- Think you that I would change with him? You bet I would!
Franklin P. Adams