I'll Have My Double Chins In Privacy.

If Ants Are Such Busy Workers, How Come They Find Time To Go To All The Picnics?

By The Time We Hit Fifty, We Have Learned Our Hardest Lessons. We Have Found Out That Only A Few Things Are Really Important. We Have Learned To Take Life Seriously, But Never Ourselves.

Fate Cast Me To Play The Role Of An Ugly Duckling With No Promise Of Swanning. . . . I Have Played My Life As A Comedy Rather Than The Tragedy Many Would Have Made Of It.

In Order To Represent Life On The Stage, We Must Rub Elbows With Life, Live Ourselves

Never Shall I Forget Those Naked, Clean-swept Little Canadian Towns, One Just Like The Other. Before I Was Twelve Years Old, I Must Have Lived In Fifty Of Them.