Popularity is exhausting. The life of the party almost always winds up in a corner with an overcoat over him.
The day which we fear as our last is but the bday of eternity. - By SenecaThe first hundred years are the hardest.
He's the only man I ever knew who had rubber pockets so he could steal soup.
Don't talk about yourself; it will be done when you leave.
Easy street is a blind alley.
The worst-tempered people I've ever met were people who knew they were wrong.