If wit is the most sophisticated form of humor, pranks are the most juvenile.

If you're famous enough, the rules don't apply.

As blue chips turn into penny stocks, Wall Street seems less like a symbol of America's macho capitalism and more like that famous Jane Austen character Mrs. Bennet, a flibbertigibbet always anxious about getting richer and her 'poor nerves.'

The insane have achieved political respectability while the sane act too good for it all. The irrational celebrate while the rational act bored and above-it-all.

It is men's worst fear, personally and professionally, that women will pin the sin on them.

Wooing the press is an exercise roughly akin to picnicking with a tiger. You might enjoy the meal, but the tiger always eats last.

Zingers should glow with intelligence as well as drip with contempt.