A good many young writers make the mistake of enclosing a stamped, self-addressed envelope, big enough for the manuscript to come back in. This is too much of a temptation to the editor.

He looked at me as if I was a side dish he hadn't ordered.

Are you lost, Daddy?" I asked tenderly. "Shut up," he explained.

I've known what it is to be hungry, but I always went right to a restaurant.

Some like them hot,some like them cold.
Some like them when they're not to darn old
Some like them fat,some like them lean.
Some like them only at sweet sixteen.
Some like them dark,some like them light.
Some like them in the park,late at night.
Some like them fickle,some like them true,
But the time I like them is when they're like you

They (wives) are people who think when the telephone bell rings, it is against the law not to answer it