You Have Mosquitoes. I Have The Press.

It's My Custom To Say Something Flattering To Begin With So I Shall Be Excused If I Put My Foot In It Later On.

All Money Nowadays Seems To Be Produced With A Natural Homing Instinct For The Treasury.

It Looks Like The Kind Of Thing My Daughter Would Bring Back From School Art Lessons.

Books Are Certainly Old Fashioned, But Only People With A Very Limited Perception Are Silly Enough To Condemn Ideas Because Of Their Age. It Is, Of Course, Equally Silly To Condemn The New Fangled Simply Because It Is Strange.

I Just Wonder What It Would Be Like To Be Reincarnated In An Animal Whose Species Had Been So Reduced In Numbers Than It Was In Danger Of Extinction. What Would Be Its Feelings Toward The Human Species Whose Population Explosion Had Denied It Somewhere To Exist. I Must Confess That I Am Tempted To Ask For Reincarnation As A Particularly Deadly Virus.