Anybody Who Can Write Home For Money

A Fellow Who Is Always Declaring That He's No Fool, Usually Has His Suspicions.

The Day Which We Fear As Our Last Is But The Bday Of Eternity. - By Senecathe First Hundred Years Are The Hardest.

It's Getting So People No Longer Count The Silverware When I Come To Dinner.

I've Known Countless People Who Were Reservoirs Of Learning, Yet Never Had A Thought.

Easy Street Is A Blind Alley.