James Grover Thurber (December 8, 1894 – November 2, 1961) was an American cartoonist, writer, humorist, journalist and playwright. He was best known for his cartoons and short stories, published mainly in The New Yorker and collected in his numerous books.
Well, if I called the wrong number, why did you answer the phone?
I loathe the expression "What makes him tick." It is the American mind, looking for simple and singular solution, that uses the foolish expression. A person not only ticks, he also chimes and strikes the hour, falls and breaks and has to be put together again, and sometimes stops like an electric clock in a thunderstorm.
You might as well fall flat on your face as lean over too far backward.
You can fool too many of the people too much of the time.
If we don't change direction soon, we'll end up where we're going.
We are asleep with compasses in our hands.
The needle of our conscience is as good a compass as any.