The Censure Of A Dog Is Something

Beware Of The Conversationalist Who Adds "in Other Words." He Is Merely Starting Afresh.

The Evening Papers Print What They Do And Get Away With It Because By Afternoon The Human Mind Is Ruined Anyhow.

A Critic Is A Gong At A Railroad Crossing Clanging Loudly And Vainly As The Train Goes By.

When You Sell A Man A Book You Don't Sell Just Twelve Ounces Of Paper And Ink And Glue - You Sell Him A Whole New Life. Love And Friendship And Humour And Ships At Sea By Night - There's All Heaven And Earth In A Book, A Real Book.

I Had A Million Questions To Ask God: But When I Met Him, They All Fled My Mind; And It Didn't Seem To Matter.