A politician is a man who can be verbose in fewer words than anyone else.

I was thinking that we all learn by experience, but some of us have to go to summer school.

The satirist shoots to kill while the humorist brings his prey back alive and eventually releases him again for another chance.

We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other. It may be the very recognition of all men as our brothers that accounts for the sibling rivalry, and even enmity, we have toward so many of them.

Mrs Thicknesse and I agreed that a business of his own was probably the only solution for him because he was obviously unemployable.

When I can no longer bear to think of the victims of broken homes, I begin to think of the victims of intact ones.

"You ought to be ashamed," a woman in an Easter bonnet told Stein. "Your race gave us our religion..." "From ancient polytheism, the belief in lots of gods," the woman continued a little more eruditely, "the Hebrew nation led us on to the idea that there is only one." "Which is just a step from the truth," said Stein.