These are the saddest of possible words, Tinker-to-Evers-to-Chance. Trio of Bear Cubs fleeter than birds, Tinker-to-Evers-to-Chance. Ruthlessly pricking our gonfalon bubble, Making a Giant hit into a double, Words that are weighty with nothing but trouble, Tinker-to-Evers-to-Chance. This brief poem, immortalized the Chicago Cubs' double-play combination: Shortstop Joe Tinker, second baseman Johnny Evers, and first baseman Frank Chance.

In the order named, these are the hardest to control - wine, women and song.

Drinking is bad taste but tastes good.

An extravagance is something you buy which is no earthly use to your wife.

Ninety-two percent of the stuff told you in confidence you couldn't get anyone else to listen to.

Count the day won, when the earth, turning on its axis, imposes no additional taxes

I hate the pollyanna pest who says that all is for the best.