Another editor. That thing behind his ear is his pencil. Whenever he finds a bright thing in your manuscript he strikes it out with that. That does him good, and makes him smile and show his teeth, the way he is doing in the picture. This one has just been striking out a smart thing, and now he is sitting there with his thumbs in his vest-holes, gloating. They are full of envy and malice, editors are.

Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.

A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining, but wants it back the minute it begins to rain.

You can never find a Christian who has acquired this valuable knowledge, this saving knowledge, by any process but the everlasting and all-sufficient 'people say.'

What is the difference between a taxidermist and a tax collector? The taxidermist takes only your skin.

How many of you believe in telekinesis? Raise my hand.

God's noblest work. Man who found it out? Man.