Authors of all races, be they Greeks, Romans, Teutons, or Celts, Can't seem just to say anything is the thing it is but have to go out of their way to say that it is like something else.

To love is an active verb.

Whenever you're wrong, admit it; Whenever you're right, shut up.

Happiness is having a scratch for every itch.

I am a conscientious man, when I throw rocks at seabirds I leave no tern unstoned.

How Sunday into Monday melts!

Stuyvesant chats with Kelly and Katz, The professor warms to the broker, And life is good in the brotherhood Of an air-conditioned smoker.