Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.

We know the human brain is a device to keep the ears from grating on one another.

Why is the awfulness of families such a popular reason for starting another?

Let us hope, I prayed, that a kind Providence will put a speedy end to the acts of God under which we have been laboring.

Rather than waste precious time arguing, I went up and started serving my "sentence" without delay. It was usually about an hour for epigrams; somewhat longer for a paradox.

We are nothing but a string of gut on a stick of bone riding this piece of astral soot for one piteous splinter of eternity.

Man is vile, I know, but people are wonderful.