A good neighbor is a fellow who smiles at you over the back fence, but doesn’t climb over it.

The difficulty about all this dying, is that you can’t tell a fellow anything about it, so where does the fun come in?

We must learn which ceremonies may be breached occasionally at our convenience and which ones may never be if we are to live pleasantly with our fellow man.

The pitcher has got only a ball. I’ve got a bat. So the percentage in weapons is in my favor and I let the fellow with the ball do the fretting.

I viewed my fellow man not as a fallen angel, but as a risen ape.

An optimist is a fellow who believes a housefly is looking for a way to get out.

Never let the other fellow set the agenda.