The Only Thing I Can Say About

The Only Thing I Can Say About W. C. Fields ... Is This: Any Man Who Hates Dogs And Babies Can't Be All Bad.

We See Things As We Are, Not As They Are.

Words Sing. They Hurt. They Teach. They Sanctify. They Were Man's First, Immeasurable Feat Of Magic. They Liberated Us From Ignorance And Our Barbarous Past.

Many [of The Americans] Polled Showed A Marked Disapproval Of The Wallonians, Danerians, And Pirenians. The Fact That These Minorities Were Invented By The Pollster Did Not Diminish The Hostility.

In The Dark Colony Of Night, When I Consider Man's Magnificent Capacity For Malice, Madness, Folly, Envy, Rage, And Destructiveness, And I Wonder Whether We Shall Not End Up As Breakfast For Newts And Polyps, I Seem To Hear The Muffled Cries Of All The Words In All The Books With Covers Closed.