“He also could feel it in his nostrils like an impalpable soot; the emanations of the millions about them, packed away at night in layers like martins in martin boxes and by day wriggling and squirming down between the tall… — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
“Daylight would have shown a wilderness weathered and blowzy, a wanton that had lived her summer too fast and too greedily. It would have… — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
Reelfoot is, and has always been, a lake of mystery.In places it is bottomless. Other places the skeletons of the cypress-trees that went down… — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
If writers were good businessmen, they'd have too much sense to be writers. — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
A funeral eulogy is a belated plea for the defense delivered after the evidence is all in. — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
I've just learned about his illness. Let's hope it's nothing trivial. — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
An epitaph is a belated advertisement for a line of goods that has been discontinued. — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
If a woman likes another woman, she's cordial. If she doesn't like her, she's very cordial. — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
“By now the moon was well down. Over the tree tops they had seen her cruise across the heavens to strike on a reef… — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
A good storyteller is a person with a good memory and hopes other people haven't. — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
Of all American cities of whatever size the most friendly on preliminary inspection, and on further acquaintance the most likable. The happiest-hearted, the gayest,… — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
Men are vain; but they won't mind women working so long as they get smaller wages for the same job. — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
“He also could feel it in his nostrils like an impalpable soot; the emanations of the millions about them, packed away at night in… — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
