How in heck are they handling their surplus population in Hell these days? Maybe by the time you and I are in the queue there won't be room for us.

Meanness demeans the demeaner far more than the demeaned.

As you get older, don't slow down. Speed up. There's less time left!

If you don't know, it's not always necessary to admit it.

Isn't it fortunate how selective our recollections usually are.

Over the years, I've evolved a somewhat heretical but time-and mind-saving approach to books, articles, editorials that deal with weighty matters. More often than not, by beginning at the end and contemplating the conclusions, one can determine if it's worth going through the whole to get there.

If you expect nothing, you're apt to be surprised. You'll get it.