Arthur Guiterman quotes:

Admitting Error clears the Score, And proves you Wiser than before

Admitting Error clears the Score, And proves you Wiser than before.

Admitting errors clears the score and proves you wiser than before.

First dentistry was painless. Then bicycles were chainless, Carriages were horseless, And many laws enforceless. Next cookery was fireless, Telegraphy was wireless, Cigars were nicotineless, And coffee caffeineless. Soon oranges were seedless, The putting green was weedless, The college boy was hatless, The proper diet fatless. New motor roads are dustless, The latest steel is rustless, Our tennis courts are sodless, Our new religion--godless.

Until the Donkey tried to clear The Fence, he thought himself a Deer.

A Man consumes the Time you make him Wait In thinking of your Faults-so don't be late!

Oh, who would choose to be a traveler? --That anxious railway-guide unravelerWho spends his nights in berths and bunks,His days in chaperoning trunks;Who stands in line at gates and wicketsTo spend his means on costly ticketsTo Irkutsk, Liverpool and YapAnd other dots upon the map.

Active minds that think and study, like swift brooks are seldom muddy.

The carpenter is not the best who makes more chips than all the rest.

Scheme not to make what's Another's your own; Be not a Dog for the sake of a Bone.

The Deer don't dineWhen a Wolf's about,And the PorcupineSticks his quill-points out.

Don't tell your friends about your indigestion. "How are you" is a greeting, not a question.

The Cat on your hearthstone to this day presages, By solemnly sneezing, the coming of rain!

Don't tell your friends about your indigestion. 'How are you' is a greeting, not a question.

No true reform has ever come to pass Unchallenged by a liar and an ass.

When life is woe, and hope is dumb, the World says, "Go!" The Grave says, "Come!

Of all cold words of tongue or pen, the worst are these: "I knew him when -

I hope the Vandals had thorns in their sandals

For the young Gaels of Ireland Are the lads that drive me mad, For half their words need footnotes And half their rhymes are bad.

It's lovely having grass and trees and flowers(Of course, at times, mosquitoes are a pest).Yes, life is life out here in Rangely Towers(Of course Some People like the city best)!

The porcupine, which one must handle gloved, may be respected, but is never loved.

So once in every year we throng Upon a day apart, to praise the Lord with feast and song in thankfulness of heart.

Oh the saddest of sights in a world of sin Is the little lost pup with his tail tucked in.

In life as in football, fall forward when you fall.

When "Do no Evil" has been understood, Then learn the harder, braver rule, "Do Good.

He who knows what he is told must know a lot of things that are not so.

God, give me hills to climb, And strength for climbing!

It takes a bee to get the honey out

What one approves , another scorns, And thus his nature each discloses: You find the rosebush full of thorns, I find the thornbush full of roses.

Amoebas at the start Were not complex; They tore themselves apart And started Sex.

The stones that critics hurl with harsh intent, a man may use to build his monument.

God's Road is all uphill, but do not tire; Rejoice that we may still keep climbing higher.