Humor is, I think, the subtlest and chanciest of literary forms. It is surely not accidental that there are a thousand novelists, essayists, poets or journalists for each humorist. It is a long, long time between James Thurbers.

Words sing. They hurt. They teach. They sanctify. They were man's first, immeasurable feat of magic. They liberated us from ignorance and our barbarous past.

Money can't buy happiness, but neither can poverty.

I never cease being dumbfounded by the unbelievable things people believe.

Why did God give me two ears and one mouth? So that I will hear more and talk less.

Where there is too much, something is missing.

Extremists think 'communication' means agreeing with them.