He is so stupid you can't trust him with an idea.

Man is the only kind of varmint sets his own trap, baits it, then steps in it.

Sectional football games have the glory and the despair of war, and when a Texas team takes the field against a foreign state, it is an army with banners.

One man was so mad at me that he ended his letter, "Beware. You will never get out of this world alive."

The warfare between the unaroused male and female is constant and ferocious. Each blames the other for his loss of soul.

She wasn't happy, but then she wasn't unhappy. She wasn't anything. But I don't believe anyone is a nothing. There has to be something inside, if only to keep the skin from collapsing. This vacant eye, listless hand, this damask cheek dusted like a doughnut with plastic powder, had to have a memory or a dream.

I would like to sit still for a while but I'm restless you know and sitting still is only an ideal like celibacy and complete cleanliness.