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A Story Must Simmer In Its Own Juice For Months Or Even Years Before It's Ready To Serve.

In New York The Sky Is Bluer, And The Grass Is Greener, And The Girls Are Prettier, And The Steaks Are Thicker, And The Buildings Are Higher, And The Streets Are Wider, And The Air Is Finer, Than The Sky, Or The Grass, Or The Girls, Or The Steaks, Or The Air Of Any Place Else In The World.

Christmas Is Not A Season. It Is A Feeling.

The Goat's Business Is None Of The Sheep's Concern.

I Am Not Belittling The Brave Pioneer Men But The Sunbonnet As Well As The Sombrero Has Helped To Settle This Glorious Land Of Ours.