We'd All Like To Be Taken For

By The Time We've Made It, We've Had It.

How In Heck Are They Handling Their Surplus Population In Hell These Days? Maybe By The Time You And I Are In The Queue There Won't Be Room For Us.

There's One Post-christmas Chore I Love-writing Thank-you Letters.... Lots Of Companies For Many Reasonable Reasons, I Guess, Have A Policy Against Sending Even Christmas Cards, Never Mind Things, At Christmastime. But Our Clan Gets A Big Kick Out Of Opening The Warner-lambert Box Containing An Assortment Of Their Wares; We Argue Over Which Of The Boys Is To Get The Union Oil Co. Necktie [and] All The Holiday Long We Play The Marvelous Christmas Music Sent By Goodyear.... None Of These Things Means That Forbes Or Forbeses Have Been Had. But All Of Us Like Being Thought Of.

Let Your Children Go If You Want To Keep Them.

To Live Your Life In The Fear Of Losing It Is To Lose The Point Of Life.