There Were Three Terrible Ages Of Childhood

It Used To Be Said That, Socially Speaking, Philadelphia Asked Who A Person Is, New York How Much Is He Worth, And Boston What Does He Know. Nationally It Has Now Become Generally Recognized That Boston Society Has Long Cared Even More Than Philadelphia About The First Point And Has Refined The Asking Of Who A Person Is To The Point Of Demanding To Know Who He Was. Philadelphia Asks About A Man's Parents; Boston Wants To Know About His Grandparents.

Man Has An Infinite Capacity To Rationalize - Especially When It Comes To What He Wants To Eat.

As Anyone Who Has Ever Been Around A Cat For Any Length Of Time Well Knows, Cats Have Enormous Patience With The Limitations Of The Human Mind. They Realize That, Whether They Like It Or Not, They Are Simply Going To Have To Put Up With What To Them Are Excruciatingly Slow Mental Processes, That We Humans Have Embarrassingly Low I.q.'s, And That Probably Because Of These Defects, We Have An Infuriating Inability To Understand, Let Alone Follow, Even The Simplist And Most Explicit Of Directions.

It Has Long Been A Theory Of Mine And I Am Known, If I Do Say So, For My Long Theories That Authors, Generally Speaking, Are Rotten Letter Writers.

I Told The Good Father That If He And I Were Going In The Future To Some Wonderful Elysian Field And The Animals Were Not Going To Go Anywhere, That Was All The More Reason To Give Them A Little Better Shake In The One Life They Did Have.