Willard R. Espy

When you write, you can hide behind your words. When you talk, you are up front, like the clown in the midway booth; any passer-by can bean you with a ball.

All flowers are flirtatious—particularly if they carry hyphenated names. The more hyphens in the name, the flirtier the flower.

Thank God for reflex decisions; they are the sine qua non of serenity. Suppose you had to decide afresh each day whether or not to brush your teeth? Accept the conventional wisdom, and never think for yourself. Thinking for yourself leads to the loony bin. Learn from the centipede: The centipede was happy quite </br> Until a toad in fun </br> Said, "Pray, which leg goes after which?" </br> That worked her mind to such a pitch </br> She lay distracted in the ditch, </br> Considering how to run.