The First Language That I Learned Was

Snooker Is Just Chess With Balls.

The Canadian Version Of Julius Caesar's Memoirs? I Came, I Saw, I Coped.

I Actually Didn't Like That Feeling Of Being Out Of Touch Because What I Do Depends On Being In Touch. But It's Fun To Talk About. That's One Of The Real Dangers Of Drugs: They're Too Much Fun To Talk About.

Every Sentence He Manages To Utter Scatters Its Component Parts Like Pond Water From A Verb Chasing Its Own Tail.

One Way Or Another, All The Poets Of The Thirties And Forties Reacted To Auden, Either By Rejecting Him Or Trying To Absorb Him.