One Of The Virtues Of The Nhs...

I'm Certainly Not A Linguist. I Learned What Languages I Could Learn In Order To Read Books And I Can't Really Speak Them. I Couldn't Have Stayed Out Of Jail In Most Of Them.

Twin Miracles Of Mascara, Her Eyes Looked Like The Corpses Of Two Small Crows That Had Crashed Into A Chalk Cliff.

Delivering The State Of The Union? That Bloke Couldn't Deliver Pizza.

Whoever Called Snooker "chess With Balls" Was Rude, But Right.

The Literary Critic, Or The Critic Of Any Other Specific Form Of Artistic Expression, May Detach Himself From The World For As Long As The Work Of Art He Is Contemplating Appears To Do The Same.