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More Quotes by Ogden Nash
Senescence begins And middle-age ends The day your descendants Outnumber your friends
The trouble with a kitten is that eventually it becomes a cat.
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.
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!
If you don't want to work, you have to work to earn enough money so that you won't have to work.
One thing about the past. It's likely to last.
Don't over-analyze your marriage; it's like yanking up a fragile indoor plant every 20 minutes to see how its roots are growing.
Some primal termite knocked on wood. And tasted it, and found it good. And that is why your Cousin May Fell through the parlor floor today.
Marriage is the alliance of two people, one of whom never remembers birthdays and the other who never forgets them.
When grandparents enter the door, discipline flies out the window.
