Then there was Clark Ashton Smith, who wrote for Weird Tales and who had a wild imagination. He wasn't a very talented writer, but his imagination was wonderful.

Count me not your friend but the enemy of your enemies.

I categorically declare first my absolute innocence, second my lack of criminal intent, and third my effusive apologies.

Conversation! Supple sentences, with first and second meanings and overtones beyond, outrageous challenges with cleverly planned slip-points, rebuttals of elegant brevity; deceptions and guiles, patient explanations of the obvious, fleeting allusions to the unthinkable. As a preliminary, the conversationalist must gauge the mood, the intelligence and the verbal facility of the company. To this end, a few words of pedantic exposition often prove invaluable.

I suspect that the word (art) was invented by second-rate intelligences to describe the incomprehensible activities of their betters.

In fact, almost every job you get somebody watching you.

Why make plans? The sun might well go out tomorrow.