Remember Henry Adam's jest that the succession of presidents from Washington to Grant disproved the theory of evolution?

We have far more to fear from swift than from torpid government.

Baseball's best teams lose about sixty-five times a season. It is not a game you can play with your teeth clenched.

It is no longer enough to be lusty. One must be a sexual gourmet.

Being elected to Congress is regarded as being sent on a looting raid for one's friends.

Major League Baseball's labor negotiations involve two paradoxes. The players' union's primary objective is to protect the revenues of a very few very rich owners - principally, the Yankees'. The owners' primary objective is a more egalitarian distribution of wealth. The union believes that unconstrained spending by the richest three teams pulls up all payrolls. Most owners believe that baseball's problems--competitive imbalance, the parlous financial conditions of many clubs--result from large and growing disparities of what are mistakenly treated as 'local' revenues.

Once when the Yankee's Lou Pinella was batting he questioned a Palermo strike call. Pinella demanded, "Where was that pitch at?" Palermo told him that a man wearing Yankee pinstripes in front of 30,000 people should not end a sentence with a preposition. So Pinella, no dummy, said, "OK, where was that pitch at, asshole?"