Moral: Don't Try To Account For Anything.

She Was Short On Intellect, But Long On Shape.

Familiarity Breeds Contentment.

I Got The Breaks. Starting From Nowhere In The Corn Belt, I Helped Edit A Country Weekly, Then Was Jack-of-all-departments On An Obscure Daily, So That When I Arrived In A Big City Everything I Tackled In The Line Of Column Conducting And Syndicate Peddling And Playwriting Had To Bring Promotion, Because I Had No Social Standing Which Could Be Endangered, No Reputation To Toss Away And No Pride Which Might Suffer A Setback. Everything I Acquired Had To Be Velvet. You Cannot Lose Your Silver Spoon If You Are Brought Up On Pewter.

Every Man Is The Architect Of His Own Fortunes, But The Neighbours Superintend The Construction.

Those Having The Most Time To Devote To A Line Of Endeavor Usually Become The Most Proficient.