William A. Feather (August 25, 1889 – January 7, 1981) was an American publisher and writer, based in Cleveland, Ohio.
Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious.
A hotel isn't like a home, but it's better than being a house guest.
A man must not deny his manifest abilities, for that is to evade his obligations.
This planet has — or rather had — a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper, which is odd because on the whole it wasn’t the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.
All I ask is the chance to prove that money can’t make me happy.
What’s the use of happiness? It can’t buy you money.