Nobody ever forgets where he buried the hatchet.
KIN HUBBARD
KIN HUBBARD
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Honesty pays, but it doesn’t seem to pay enough to suit some people.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Never tell the box-office man that you can’t hear well or he will sell you a seat where you can’t see either.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard There is no failure except in no longer trying.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Everything comes to him who waits, except a loaned book.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Very often the quiet fellow has said all he knows
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Kindness goes a long ways lots of times when it ought to stay at home.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Many a family tree needs trimming
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Intelligent people are always on the unpopular side of anything.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Nobuddy ever listened t’ reason on a empty stomach.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Classical music is the kind we keep thinking will turn into a tune.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard In order to live off a garden, you practically have to live in it.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Some people pay a compliment as if they expected a receipt.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard When a woman says, ‘I don’t wish to mention any names’, it means it ain’t necessary to mention any names.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard There are two ways to handle a woman, and nobody knows either of them.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard Laugh, and the world laughs with you. Weep, an’ it keeps on laughin’.
Kin HubbardKin Hubbard An optimist is a fellow who believes what’s going to be will be postponed
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