A little bad taste is like a nice dash of paprika.

Los Angeles: Seventy-two suburbs in search of a city.

The ones I like are ‘cheque’ and ‘enclosed.’

Like many a better one before me, I have gone down under the force of numbers, under the books and books and books that keep coming out and coming out and coming out, shoals of them, spates of them, flash floods of them, too blame many books, and no sign of an end.

You can't teach an old dogma new tricks.

I've finally gotten to the bottom of things.

Scratch a king and find a fool!