 |
Age
|
|
Years ago we discovered the exact point the dead center of middle age. It occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush up to the net.
-Franklin Pierce Adams, Nods and Becks, "New England Primer", 1944
|
|
Confidence
|
|
|
Ninety-two percent of the stuff told you in confidence you couldn't get anyone else to listen to.
-Franklin Pierce Adams
|
|
Health
|
|
|
Health is the thing that makes you feel that now is the best time of the year.
-Franklin Pierce Adams
|
|
Inflation
|
|
|
There are plenty of good five cent cigars in the country. The trouble is they cost a quarter.
-Franklin Pierce Adams
|
|
|
What this country needs is a good five cent cigar.
-Franklin Pierce Adams
|
|
Knowledge
|
|
|
I find that a great part of the information I have, was acquired by looking up something and finding something else on the way.
-Franklin Pierce Adams
|
|
Truth
|
|
|
Too much truth is uncouth.
-Franklin Pierce Adams
|
|
Voting
|
|
|
Elections are won by men and women chiefly because most people vote against somebody rather than for somebody.
-Franklin Pierce Adams
|
|
Wealth
|
|
|
THERE was a man in our town, and he was wondrous rich;
He gave away his millions to the colleges and sich;
And people cried: The hypocrite! He ought to understand
The ones who really need him are the children of this land.
When Andrew Croesus built a home for children who were sick,
The people said they rather thought he did it as a trick,
And writers said: He thinks about the drooping girls and boys,
But what about conditions with the men whom he employs?
There was a man in our town who said that he would share
His profits with his laborers, for that was only fair,
And people said: Oh, isn't he the shrewd and foxy gent?
It cost him next to nothing for that free advertisement.
There was a man in our town who had the perfect plan
To do away with poverty and other ills of man,
But he feared the public jeering, and the folks who would defame him,
So he never told the plan he had, and I can hardly blame him.
-Franklin Pierce Adams, So Shines a Good Deed in a Naughty World
|
|
|
The rich man has his motor car,
His country and his town estate
He smokes a fifty-cent cigar
And jeers at fate.
Yet though my lamp burn low and dim,
Though I must slave for livelihood,
Think you that I would change with him?
You bet I would!
-Franklin Pierce Adams
|
Books by and about Franklin Pierce Adams