Remember how excited you were when you turned five years old. Today, you should be 10 times that excited. Happy 50th birthday!

Nothing is more responsible for the good old days than a bad memory.

Conscience: A small, still voice that makes minority reports.

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

One man's pointlessness is another's barbed satire.

The 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!

You do not know what you can miss before you try.