It Was Beautiful And Simple, As Truly

There Is One Day That Is Ours. Thanksgiving Day Is The One Day That Is Purely American.

I've Got Some Of My Best Yarns From Park Benches, Lamp Posts And Newspaper Stands.

In Time Truth And Science And Nature Will Adapt Themselves To Art. Things Will Happen Logically, And The Villain Be Discomfited Instead Of Being Elected To The Board Of Directors. But In The Meantime Fiction Must Not Only Be Divorced From Fact, But Must Pay Alimony And Be Awarded Custody Of The Press Despatches.

By Nature And Doctrines I Am Addicted To The Habit Of Discovering Choice Places Wherein To Feed.

Of Habit, The Power That Keeps The Earth From Flying To Pieces; Though There Is Some Silly Theory Of Gravitation.