Humor is, I think, the subtlest and chanciest of literary forms. It is surely not accidental that there are a thousand novelists, essayists, poets or journalists for each humorist. It is a long, long time between James Thurbers.

Words must surely be counted among the most powerful drugs man ever invented.

Some things are so unexpected that no one is prepared for them.

The only reason for being a professional writer is that you can't help it.

Words sing. They hurt. They teach. They sanctify. They were man's first, immeasurable feat of magic. They liberated us from ignorance and our barbarous past.

Dogs are getting bigger, according to a leading dog manufacturer.

There was no answer, no solution, no sop, no deliverance. What, then, did I do? I read faster.