“Scouting is a game for boys under the leadership of boys under the direction of a man.”

Fun, fighting, and feeding! These are the three indispensable elements of the boy’s world.

It’s the spirit within, not the veneer without, that makes a man.

Teach Scouts not how to get a living, but how to live.

It is important to arrange games and competition so that all Scouts of the troop take part.

The object of the patrol method is not so much saving the Scoutmaster trouble as to give responsibility to the boy.

We do not want to make Scout training too soft.

The boy is not governed by don’t, but is led by do.

Vigorous Scout games are the best form of physical education because most of them bring in moral education.

Scouting is a man’s job cut down to a boy’s size.

A boy is supremely confident of his own power, and dislikes being treated as a child.

Boys can see adventure in a dirty old duck puddle, and if the Scoutmaster is a boys’ man he can see it, too.

The Good Turn will educate the boy out of the groove of selfishness.

The real way to gain happiness is to give it to others.

Scoutmasters need to enter into boys’ ambitions.

The most important object in Boy Scout training is to educate, not instruct.

Where is there a boy to whom the call of the wild and the open road does not appeal?

Steve Dallas…a frat-boy lawyer who I knew in school. He’s never written me. I suspect he was shot by an annoyed girlfriend, which has saved me many legal fees.

I’ll confess right here that I secretly wish I’d have drawn a strip about a little boy with a fake tiger, going for adventures throughout the universe in spaceships of his imagination.

Give a boy a dog and you’ve furnished him a playmate.

What a child does not know and does not want to know of race and colour and class, he learns soon enough as he grows to see each man flipped inexorably into some predestined groove like a penny or a sovereign in a banker’s rack. Kibii, the Nandi boy, was my good friend.

Prior to being mugged I did not feel I had to carry a gun. However, I knew how to shoot a gun very proficiently. As a boy, I used to play cowboys and Indians all the time.

I was the boy that turned a girlfriend into the most celebrated lesbian on television. I got so much stick for that.

I would never let a white boy beat me. You can print that. I would never lose to a white person.

When beggars and shoeshine boys, barbers and beauticians can tell you how to get rich it is time to remind yourself that there is no more dangerous illusion than the belief that one can get something for nothing.