I always felt that the boiled potato, not the tudor rose, should be the national emblem.

George Moore unexpectedly pinched my behind. I felt rather honored that my behind should have drawn the attention of the great master of English prose.

Neither an assembly line nor a stock market nor an oil well did it, simply what came from one small skull and that one right hand.

America's best buy is a telephone call to the right man.

Among famous traitors of history one might mention the weather.

I suppose anyone who has ever written a travel book has had the experience of being accosted by a reader with blood in his eye and a lawsuit in his voice.

Between frivolity and intentional mischief there is little difference, none in the results.