The Advertising World Had Space Men In

Imitation Is The Sincerest Form Of Television.

Hush, Little Bright Line, Don’t You Cry You’ll Be A Cliché By And By.

I Don't Have To Look Up My Family Tree, Because I Know That I'm The Sap.

Television Is A Triumph Of Equipment Over People, And The Minds That Control It Are So Small That You Could Put Them In A Gnat's Navel With Room Left Over For Two Caraway Seeds And An Agent's Heart.

Cocktail Party: A Gathering Held To Enable Forty People To Talk About Themselves At The Same Time. The Man Who Remains After The Liquor Is Gone Is The Host.