Subject: Characteristics (Page 49)

Punctuality is the virtue of the bored.

(1903 – 1966) English writer

Telling lies is a fault in a boy, an art in a lover, an accomplishment in a bachelor, and second-nature in a married man.

(1876 – 1950) journalist & humorist

I wear my heart on my sleeve… I wear my liver on my pant leg.


A lady is one who never shows her underwear… unintentionally.

(1893 – 1991) novelist, biographer & playwright

Golf is a game in which the ball lies poorly and the players well.

(1912 – 2003) American sports writer

A woman is like a cup of tea; you'll never know how strong she is until she boils.

Everything comes to him who waits… except a loaned book.

(1868 – 1930) cartoonist, humorist & journalist

Humans are not proud of their ancestors, and rarely invite them round to dinner.

(1952 – 2001) English writer, dramatist, & musician

The status quo sucks.

(1937 – 2008) stand-up comedian, social critic, actor & author

Figures won’t lie, but liars can figure.

(1911 – 1993) columnist & novelist

He had the kind of handshake that ought never to be used except as a tourniquet.

(1922 – ) English comedy writer & television presenter

Silly things do cease to be silly if they are done by sensible people in an impudent way.

(1775 – 1817) English novelist

If it weren't for marriage, men would spend their lives thinking they had no faults at all.

The trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat.

(1939 – ) comedian, actress, writer & producer

It's far easier to forgive an enemy after you've got even with him.

(1918 - 2002) American author

You may already be a loser!

(1921 – 2004) stand-up comedian & actor

A neurotic can perfectly well be a literary genius, but his greatest danger is always that he will not recognize when he is dull.

(1917 – 2010) American lawyer, novelist, historian & essayist

Kindness goes a long ways lots o' times when it ought t' stay at home.

(1868 – 1930) cartoonist, humorist & journalist

Misery no longer loves company; nowadays it insists on it.

(1925 – ) columnist & journalist

Hector Camacho's great-dream is to die in his own arms.

Boxing press agent

Un-American: Wicked, intolerable, heathenish.

(1842 – 1914) author & satirist