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More Quotes by Ogden Nash
Tonight's December thirty-first, something is about to burst. The clock is crouching, dark and small, like a time bomb in the hall. Hark, it's midnight, children dear. Duck! Here comes another year!
A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.
Winter is the king of showmen, Turning tree stumps into snowmen And houses into birthday cakes And spreading sugar over lakes. Smooth and clean and frosty white, The world looks good enough to bite. That’s the season to be young, Catching snowflakes on your tongue. Snow is snowy when it’s snowing, I’m sorry it’s slushy when it’s going.
Too much Chablis can make you whablis.
The cow is of the bovine ilk: One end is moo, the other, milk.
When grandparents enter the door, discipline flies out the window.
I do not like to get the news, because there has never been an era when so many things were going so right for so many of the wrong persons.
The trouble with a kitten is that eventually it becomes a cat.
I have an idea that the phrase weaker sex was coined by some woman to disarm some man she was preparing to overwhelm.
If called by a panther, don't anther.
