Art Buchwald
Art Buchwald
Arthur "Art" Buchwaldwas an American humorist best known for his long-running column in The Washington Post, which in turn was carried as a syndicated column in many other newspapers. His column focused on political satire and commentary. He received the Pulitzer Prize for Outstanding Commentary in 1982 and in 1986 was elected to the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth20 October 1925
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
I can now say without hesitation the Marine Corps was the best foster home I ever had.
War for most men is not fighting or marching in parades. It is sitting around somewhere wondering what the hell you are supposed to be doing.
Every time you think television has hit its lowest ebb, a new program comes along to make you wonder where you thought the ebb was.
I always wanted to get into politics, but I was never light enough to make the team.
I just don't want to die the same day Castro dies
The reason I don't play golf is because I was a caddie when I was 13. Women never gave up a golf ball that was lost somewhere in the trees and thicket and down through the poison ivy. It was during one of these searches that I vowed to the Lord above that if I ever earned enough money I would never set foot on a course again.
Just when you think there's nothing to write about, Nixon says, 'I am not a crook.' Jimmy Carter says, 'I have lusted after women in my heart.' President Reagan says, 'I have just taken a urinalysis test, and I am not on dope.
This is what makes me happy: Remembering where I put my house keys...
As my good friend Al Capp told me a few years ago, the best thing to do with a confirmed [hotel] reservation slip when you have no room is to spread it out on the sidewalk in front of the hotel and go to sleep on it. You'll either embarrass the hotel into giving you a room or you'll be hauled off to the local jug, where at least you'll have a roof over your head.
If you're hung up on nostalgia, pretend today is yesterday and just go out and have one hell of a time.
The best things in life aren't things.
While my friends were discussing Pearl Harbor as the country's problem, I took it personally. It dawned on me that the Japanese attack could be my ticket out of high school.
On the whole I woke up in the morning and was happy to be alive.
I didn't go on dialysis because I was 81 years old and I'd done everything I wanted, or so I thought.