Nowadays people write English as if a rat were caught in the typewriter and they were trying to hit the keys which wouldn't disturb it.

Maybe money is unreal for most of us, easier to give away than things we want.

Nobody knows what you want except you, and no one will be as sorry as you if you don't get it.

Writers talk too much.

But maybe half a lie is worse than a real lie.

Things start out as hopes and end up as habits.

Styles in wit change so.