A city with one newspaper, or with a morning and an evening paper under one ownership, is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass. — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
A city with one newspaper... is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass. — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
It is an anomaly that information, the one thing most necessary to our survival as choosers of our own way, should be a commodity… — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
I used to be shy about ordering a steak after I had eaten a steak sandwich, but I got used to it. — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
The pattern of a newspaperman's life is like the plot of 'Black Beauty.' Sometimes he finds a kind master who gives him a dry… — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
The science of booby-trapping has taken a good deal of the fun out of following hot on the enemy's heels. — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
The primary requisite for writing well about food is a good appetite. Without this, it is impossible to accumulate, within the allotted span, enough… — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
A Louisiana politician can't afford to let his animosities carry him away, and still less his principles, although there is seldom difficulty in that… — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
A city with one newspaper, or with a morning and an evening paper under one ownership, is like a man with one eye, and… — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
There is a healthy American newspaper tradition of not taking yourself seriously It is the story you must take that way... And if you… — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
If a boxer ever went as crazy as Nijinsky all the wowsers in the world would be screaming 'punch-drunk.' Well, who hit Nijinsky? And… — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
An Englishman teaching an American about food is like the blind leading the one-eyed. — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
I had an attack of the gout two days before pulling out, and I went limping off to the war instead of coming limping… — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
Inconsiderate to the last, Josef Stalin, a man who never had to meet a deadline, had the bad taste to die in installments. — A. J. Liebling Copy Share Image
