Ten years ago she split the air To seize what she could spy Tonight she bumps against a chair, Betrayed by milky eye. She seems to pant, Time up, time up! My little dog must die, And lie in dust with Hector's pup; I So, presently, must I.

The cow is of the bovine ilk: One end is moo, the other, milk.

Progress might have been all right once, but it's gone on too long.

The only people who should really sin are the people who can sin and grin.

Marriage is the only known example of the happy meeting of the immovable object and the irresistible force.

Here is a pen and here is a pencil, here's a typewriter, here's a stencil, here's a list of today's appointments, and all the flies in all the ointments, the daily woes that a man endures -- take them, George, they're yours!

You are much happier when you are happy than when you ain't.