It Doesn't Take Much Of A Rule

One's Real Worth Is Never A Quantifiable Thing.

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.

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.

If You Don't Know, It's Not Always Necessary To Admit It.

Some People As A Result Of Adversity Are Sadder, Wiser, Kinder, More Human. Most Of Us Are Better, Though, When Things Go Better. Knowing When To Keep Your Mouth Shut Is Invariably More Important Than Opening It At The Right Time. Always Listen To A Man When He Describes The Faults Of Others. Often Times, Most Times, He's Describing His Own, Revealing Himself.