Quotes by : Edmund Vance Cooke

You don't buy poetry. (Neither do I.)Why?You cannot afford it? Bosh! You spendEditions de luxe on a thirsty....

How Did You Die?Did you tackle that trouble that came your wayWith a resolute heart and cheerful?Or hide....

Don't fight with the pillow but lay down your head And kick every worriment out of the bed.

You are beaten to earth? Well well what's that? Come up with a smiling face it's nothing against you....