To err is human; to forgive, infrequent.

As we see censorship it is a stupid giant traffic policeman answering "Yes" to "Am I my brother's copper?" He guards a one-way street and his semaphore has four signs, all marked "stop.

There is no accounting for tastes, as the woman said when someone told her her son was wanted by the police.

Nobody can write such ironic things unless he has a deep sense of injustice-injustice to those members of the race who are victims of the stupid, the pretentious and the hypocritical.

Middle age occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush up to the net.

To err is human; to forgive, infrequent.

And of all glad words of prose or rhyme, The gladdest are Act while there yet is time