All The World Loves A Good Loser.

The Worst Waste Of Breath, Next To Playing A Saxophone, Is Advising A Son

Look Out For The People Who Allow You To Do All The Talking.

Everything Comes To Him Who Waits, Except A Loaned Book.

There Ought T'be Some Way T'eat Celery So It Wouldn't Sound Like You Wuz Steppin' On A Basket.

A Good Listener Is Usually Thinking About Something Else.