Life, after we'd had a few millennia to observe it, turned out to be dreadfully unfair, so we invented sports.

We don't get enough pampering. If we were once the only child of an adoring mother, we developed a taste for it; if not, we developed a thirst for it.

parents needn't bother driving small children around to see the purple mountains' majesties; the children will go right on duking it out in the back seat and whining for food as if you were showing them Cincinnati. No one under twenty really wants to look at scenery.

There is no 'cat language.' Painful as it is for us to admit, they don't need one!

In the metropolitan haunts of the highly sophisticated, the cocktail is no longer an instrument of friendship but a competitive fashion statement, or one-upmanship.

Success in war was the only success that counted; failure was a disgrace to be wiped out only by starting another war and winning it.

Cats vary so widely that all data is meaningless and the professional classifiers gnash their teeth trying to come up with even a single fact common to all.