Christin's Quote Book

• Education is something you get when your father sends you to college. But it isn’t complete until you send your son there. ―Anonymous
• Knowledge is what you get from reading the small print in a contract; experience is what you get from not reading it. ―Anonymous
• Familiarity breeds contempt―and children. ―Mark Twain
• Farming looks mighty easy when your plow is a pencil and you’re a thousand miles from a cornfield. ―Dwight D. Eisenhower
• Don’t criticize your husband’s faults. If it weren't for them, he might have married a better wife. ―Anonymous

Christin's Quote Book

• Outside of a dog, a book is a man’s best friend. Inside a dog, it’s too dark to read. ―Groucho Marx
• He has all the characteristics of a dog except loyalty. ―Sam Houston
• He did nothing in particular and he did it very well. ―W.S. Gilbert
• The eyes believe themselves; the ears believe other people. ―Anonymous
• A man is as big as the things that make him mad. ―Anonymous

Christin's Quote Book

• Probably nothing in the world arouses more false hopes than the first four hours of a diet. ―Dan Bennett
• Many a man in love with a dimple makes the mistake of marrying the whole girl. ―Stephen Lealock
• Diplomacy: lying in state. ―Oliver Herford
• A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman’s birthday but never remembers her age. ―Robert Frost
• Man cannot discover new oceans until he has the courage to lose sight of the shore. ―Anonymous

Hello Dolly

My wife had me watch a few minutes of “Hello Dolly,” and I enjoyed some of the dialog between the uncle, Horace Vandergelder [played by Walter Matthou], and his niece, Ermengarde Vandergelder. Uncle Horace has sent her suitor [Ambrose] away, and she is distressed. I especially loved the line: “You’ll thank me when you’re 50.” It made me smile.

Ermengarde: Uncle Horace! Uncle Horace!

  Horace: Yes, what is it?

Ermengarde: What have you done to Ambrose?

  Horace: I had a quiet talk with him.

Ermengarde: You did?

  Horace: Yes, I explained to him that he's a fool.

Ermengarde: Oh, Uncle!

  Horace: Weeping, weeping ― a waste of water. I've done you a good turn. You'll thank me when you're 50.

Ermengarde: But, Uncle, I love him.

  Horace: Save your tears for New York, where they won't be noticed.

Ermengarde: But I love him!

  Horace: You don't.

Ermengarde: But I do!

  Horace: Leave those things to me.

Ermengarde: If I don't marry Ambrose, I know I'll die!

  Horace: Of what?

Ermengarde: A broken heart.

  Horace: Never heard of it.