Poetry is a comforting piece of fiction set to more or less lascivious music.
There are no ugly cigars, only ugly smokers.
God must love the rich or he wouldn't divide so much among so few of them.
If all the lawyers were hanged tomorrow, and their bones were sold to a mah jong factory, we'd all be freer and safer, and our taxes would be reduced by almost a half.
The only way for a reporter to look at a politician is down.
Osteopath--One who argues that all human ills are caused by the pressure of hard bone upon soft tissue. The proof of his theory isto be found in the heads of those who believe it.