No Idea Is So Outlandish

I Must Place On Record My Regret That The Human Race Ever Learned To Fly.

The Game Of Life Does Not Proceed Like A Mathematical Calculation On The Principle That Two And Two Make Four. Sometimes They Make Five, Or Minus Four, And Sometimes The Blackboard Topples Over In The Middle Of The Sum And The Pedagogue Is Left With A Black Eye.

Mr. Gladstone Read Homer For Fun, Which I Thought Served Him Right.

War, Which Used To Be Cruel And Magnificent Has Now Become Cruel And Squalid.

Bessie Braddock: "winston, You're Drunk. Churchill: "bessie, You're Ugly. But Tomorrow I Shall Be Sober.