Wherever conversation’s flowing, / Why must I feel it falls on me / To keep things going? — Phyllis McGinley
Nothing fails like success; nothing is so defeated as yesterday’s triumphant Cause. — Phyllis McGinley
These are my daughters, I suppose. But where in the world did the children vanish? — Phyllis McGinley
Meek-eyed parents hasten down the ramps To greet their offspring, terrible from camps. — Phyllis McGinley
It is the leisured, I have noticed, who rebel the most at an interruption of routine. — Phyllis McGinley
