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.

A suburban mother's role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after.

All couples must bear the strain of getting acquainted, having been, up to then, merely intimate.

The trouble with treating people as equals is that the first thing you know they may be doing the same thing to you.

Life is a crowded superhighway with bewildering cloverleaf exits on which a man is liable to find himself speeding back in the direction he came.

The idea of a Supreme Being who creates a world in which one creature is designed to eat another in order to subsist, and then pass a law saying, "Thou shalt not kill," is so monstrously, immeasurably, bottomlessly absurd that I am at a loss to understand how mankind has entertained or given it house room all this long.

I wondered whether any woman could be happy with a man who says 'folderol'.