Many years ago a very wise man named Bernard Baruch took me aside and put his arm around my shoulder. "Harpo my boy," he said, "I'm going to give you three pieces of advice, three things you should always remember."… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
Susan, an only child who never had any roots, and I, a lone wolf who got married 20 years to late, were adopted by… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
The passing of an ordinary man is sad. The passing of a great man is tragic, and doubly tragic when the greatness passes before… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
But I guess that's the way it is. When you lose something irreplaceable, you don't mourn for the thing you lost. you mourn for… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
In 1944 James Arthur and Minnie Susan were added to the Marx household. — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
In the house in Beverly Hills where our four children grew up, living conditions were a few thousand times improved over the old tenement… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
Many years ago a very wise man named Bernard Baruch took me aside and put his arm around my shoulder. "Harpo my boy," he… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
I saw the most frightening, most depressing sight I had ever seen - a row of stores with Stars of David and the word… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
I am the most fortunate self-taught harpist and non-speaking actor who has ever lived. — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
If things get too much for you and you feel the whole world's against you, go stand on your head. If you can think… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
“My name is whaddya care My home is anywhere People say I'm awful dumb So I thought to you I'd come” — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
I don't know whether my life has been a success or a failure. But not having any anxiety about becoming one instead of the… — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
He looked like something that had gotten loose from Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
In the fall of 1943 we brought home our second son, whom we named Alexander. — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
Like the East Side tenement, our house was seldom without the sound of music or laughter or questions being asked or stories being told. — Harpo Marx Copy Share Image
