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Quotations by Russell Wayne Baker

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.

An educated person is one who has learned that information almost always turns out to be at best incomplete and very often false, misleading, fictitious, mendacious — just dead wrong.

Happiness is a small and unworthy goal for something as big and fancy as a whole lifetime, and should be taken in small doses.

I gave up on new poetry myself thirty years ago, when most of it began to read like coded messages passing between lonely aliens on a hostile world.

In America nothing dies easier than tradition.

Inanimate objects are classified scientifically into three major categories — those that don’t work, those that break down and those that get lost.

It seems to be a law in American life that whatever enriches us anywhere except in the wallet inevitably becomes uneconomic.

Life is always walking up to us and saying, “Come on in, the living’s find,” and what do we do? Back off and take its picture.

Reporters thrive on the world’s misfortune. For this reason they often take an indecent pleasure in events that dismay the rest of humanity.

So there he is at last. Man on the moon. The poor magnificent bungler! He can’t even get to the office without undergoing the agonies of the damned, but give him a little metal, a few chemicals, some wire and twenty or thirty billion dollars and, vroom! there he is, up on a rock a quarter of a million miles up in the sky.