What I need... is a strong drink and a peer group.

Please relax," said the voice pleasantly, like a stewardess in an airliner with only one wing and two engines one of which is on fire, "you are perfectly safe.

What does it matter? Science has achieved some wonderful things, of course, but I'd far rather be happy than right any day.

Aberystwyth (n.) A nostalgic yearning which is in itself more pleasant than the thing being yearned for.

Life,” said Marvin dolefully, “loathe it or ignore it, you can’t like it.

Words used carelessly, as if they did not matter in any serious way, often allowed otherwise well-guarded truths to seep through.

The bird that would soar above the plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings.