Hope for the best, survive the worst, find humor wherever you can.
BILL VAUGHANHope for the best, survive the worst, find humor wherever you can.
BILL VAUGHANWhat the heck do you think I’m doing? I’m laying these darn bricks! He then walked over to the second bricklayer and asked the same question.
BILL VAUGHANMost of us wait until we’re in trouble, and then we pray like the dickens. Wonder what would happen if, some morning, we’d wake up and say, “Anything I can do for You today, Lord?”
BILL VAUGHANNor all America can claim him now: Forevermore he is Mankind’s and God’s.
BILL VAUGHANOur court dockets are so crowded today it would be better to refer to it as the overdue process of law.
BILL VAUGHANEconomics is the science which studies human behaviour as a relationship between ends and scarce means which have alternative uses.
BILL VAUGHANIt turns out there’s only one thing that capuchins really, really love – and that’s sweet stuff. If you give them a big vat of say, marshmallow fluff, and you let them go at it.
BILL VAUGHANA third, of more extensive learning, ran To Sir George Villiers’ Ghost, and Mrs. Veal; Of sheeted Spectres spoke with shorten’d breath, And thrice he quoted Drelincourt on Death.
BILL VAUGHANIt might be a good idea if the various countries of the world would occasionally swap history books, just to see what other people are doing with the same set of facts.
BILL VAUGHANThe ideal Christmas gift is money, but the trouble is you can’t charge it.
BILL VAUGHANNow that women are jockeys, baseball umpires, atomic scientists, and business executives, maybe someday they can master parallel parking.
BILL VAUGHANWalk with a sense of being a part of a vast universe. Consider the thousands of miles of earth beneath your feet; think of the limitless expanse of space above your head.
BILL VAUGHANIt is only the first obstacle which counts to conquer modesty.
BILL VAUGHANOn the neck of a giraffe a flea begins to believe in immortality.
BILL VAUGHANWithout taste genius is only a sublime kind of folly. That sure touch which the lyre gives back the right note and nothing more, is even a rarer gift than the creative faculty itself.
BILL VAUGHANWhen gossip grows old it becomes myth.
BILL VAUGHAN