Too Few Accomplish Twice As Much As

There's One Post-christmas Chore I Love-writing Thank-you Letters.... Lots Of Companies For Many Reasonable Reasons, I Guess, Have A Policy Against Sending Even Christmas Cards, Never Mind Things, At Christmastime. But Our Clan Gets A Big Kick Out Of Opening The Warner-lambert Box Containing An Assortment Of Their Wares; We Argue Over Which Of The Boys Is To Get The Union Oil Co. Necktie [and] All The Holiday Long We Play The Marvelous Christmas Music Sent By Goodyear.... None Of These Things Means That Forbes Or Forbeses Have Been Had. But All Of Us Like Being Thought Of.

Looking The Part Helps Get The Chance To Fill It. But If You Fill The Part, It Matters Not If You Look It.

One Often Reads About The Art Of Conversation-how It's Dying Or What's Needed To Make It Flourish, Or How Rare Good Ones Are. But Wouldn't You Agree That The Infinitely More Valuable Rara Avis [rare Bird] Is A Good Listener.

The More Sympathy You Give, The Less You Need.

What Advertising Dum-dum Signed Up Ilie Nastase To Sell A Resort?! Who'd Want To Go Where He's At?