“Son, it ain't that flag we've got a gredge ag'inst, it's the fellers that air bidin' under her now. They're our middlin'-meat, or will be when the fusees start poppin'. But that flag's all hunky-dory. Come to that, she's ez… — 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
