The pattern of a newspaperman's life is like the plot of 'Black Beauty.' Sometimes he finds a kind master who gives him a dry stall and an occasional bran mash in the form of a Christmas bonus, sometimes he falls into the hands of a mean owner who drives him in spite of spavins and expects him to live on potato peelings. A. J. Liebling on beauty
An Englishman teaching an American about food is like the blind leading the one-eyed. A. J. Liebling on food
If the first requisite for writing well about food is a good appetite, the second is to put in your apprenticeship as a feeder when you have enough money to pay the check but not enough to produce indifference of the total. A. J. Liebling on food
The primary requisite for writing well about food is a good appetite. Without this, it is impossible to accumulate, within the allotted span, enough experience of eating to have anything worth setting down. A. J. Liebling on food
Freedom of the press is guaranteed only to those who own one. A. J. Liebling on freedom
A city with one newspaper, or with a morning and an evening paper under one ownership, is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass. A. J. Liebling on morning
Freedom of the press is guaranteed only to those who own one. A. J. Liebling on politics
The science of booby-trapping has taken a good deal of the fun out of following hot on the enemy's heels. A. J. Liebling on science
The function of the press in society is to inform, but its role in society is to make money. A. J. Liebling on society
Southern political personalities, like sweet corn, travel badly. They lose flavor with every hundred yards away from the patch. By the time they reach New York, they are like Golden Bantam that has been trucked up from Texas - stale and unprofitable. The consumer forgets that the corn tastes different where it grows. A. J. Liebling on travel
The pattern of a newspaperman's life is like the plot of 'Black Beauty.' Sometimes he finds a kind master who gives him a dry stall and an occasional bran mash in the form of a Christmas bonus, sometimes he falls into the hands of a mean owner who drives him in spite of spavins and expects him to live on potato peelings. A. J. Liebling on christmas