It isn't silence you can cut with a knife any more, it's interchange of ideas. Intelligent discussion of practically everything is what is breaking up modern marriage.

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.

The world likes humor, but it treats it patronizingly. It decorates its serious artists with laurel, and its wags with Brussels sprouts.

The only sense that is common in the long run, is the sense of change and we all instinctively avoid it.

A man's liberal and conservative phases seem to follow each other in a succession of waves from the time he is born. Children are radicals. Youths are conservatives, with a dash of criminal negligence. Men in their prime are liberals (as long as their digestion keeps pace with their intellect). The middle aged run to shelter: they insure their life, draft a will, accumulate mementos and occasional tables, and hope for security. And then comes old age, which repeats childhood - a time full of humors and sadness, but often full of courage and even prophecy.

The vision of milk and honey, it comes and goes. But the odor of cooking goes on forever.

Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time.