A community where everyone is a ruthless murderer, with handy access to death-dealing devices, is a very polite community.

There is solemn satisfaction in doing the best you can for eight billion people. Perhaps their lives have no cosmic significance, but they have feelings. They can hurt.

But, do you know, once you get used to it's rather cute. I mean, if a girl looks alright to start with, she still looks alright with her head smooth.

ANYTHING will burn with enough gasoline and dynamite.

The golden sunshine of Italy congealed into tears. Here's to alcoholic brotherhood ... much more suited to the frail human soul, if any, than any other sort.

Never pick up a stray kitten . . . unless you've already made up your mind to be owned by it.

A monarch's neck should always have a noose around it. It keeps him upright.