One's real worth is never a quantifiable thing.

What about the poor salesman who is calling into the office from the corner saloon instead of the home sickbed he claims he is in?

The ultimate in futility is owning important jewelry. Insurers often insist on the wearing of paste replicas because necks with real rocks around 'em risk wringing.

People who stare deserve the looks they get.

Success follows doing what you want to do. There is no other way to be successful.

There's one post-Christmas chore I love-writing thank-you letters.... Lots of companies for many reasonable reasons, I guess, have a policy against sending even Christmas cards, never mind things, at Christmastime. But our clan gets a big kick out of opening the Warner-Lambert box containing an assortment of their wares; we argue over which of the boys is to get the Union Oil Co. necktie [and] all the holiday long we play the marvelous Christmas music sent by Goodyear.... None of these things means that Forbes or Forbeses have been had. But all of us like being thought of.

Never hire someone who knows less than you do about what he's hired to do.