There is no accounting for tastes, as the woman said when someone told her her son was wanted by the police.

Prohibition is an awful flop. We like it. It can't stop what it's meant to stop. We like it. It's left a trail of graft and slime It don't prohibit worth a dime It's filled our land with vice and crime, Nevertheless, we're for it.

Christmas is over and Business is Business.

Accustomed as I am to public speaking, I know the futility of it.

I find that a great part of the information I have was acquired by looking up something and finding something else on the way.

There are hundreds who can stand failure to one who can stand success; the good loser is far more common than the good winner.

Nobody can write such ironic things unless he has a deep sense of injustice-injustice to those members of the race who are victims of the stupid, the pretentious and the hypocritical.