Middle-aged life is merry, and I love to lead it.

Time is like the ocean, always there, always different.

I'd rather be a great bad poet than a good bad poet.

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

A husband is a man who two minutes after his head touches the pillow is snoring like an overloaded omnibus.

Whether elected or appointed he considers himself the Lord's anointed, and indeed the ointment lingers on him so thick you can't get your fingers on him.

My garden will never make me famous, I'm a horticultural ignoramus.