A woman and a mouse, they carry a tale wherever they go.
Ah, yes! I wrote the "Purple Cow" - I'm sorry, now, I wrote it! But I can tell you anyhow, I'll kill you if you quote it!
Imagination is like a lofty building reared to meet the sky; whereas fancy is a balloon that soars at the wind's will.
To appreciate nonsense requires a serious interest in life.
Our bodies are apt to be our autobiographies.
There is work that is work and there is play that is play; there is play that is work and work that is play. And in only one of these lies happiness.