What have future generations ever done for us?
But what makes wage slaves? Wages!
I was so long writing my review that I never got around to reading the book.
You're a great brother. You give us a heart attack worrying about your heart attack, which you didn't even have the decency to have!
Oh, why can't we break away from all this, just you and I, and lodge with my fleas in the hills? I mean flee to my lodge in the hills.
Patience is the art of finding something else to do.