Charlemagne either died or was born or did something with the Holy Roman Empire in 800.

The art of cursing people seems to have lost its tang since the old days when a good malediction took four deep breaths to deliverand sent the outfielders scurrying toward the fence to field.

Work is a form of nervousness.

For most visitors to Manhattan, both foreign and domestic, New York is the Shrine of the Good Time. "I don't see how you stand it," they often say to the native New Yorker who has been sitting up past his bedtime for a week in an attempt to tire his guest out. "It's all right for a week or so, but give me the little old home town when it comes to living." And, under his breath, the New Yorker endorses the transfer and wonders himself how he stands it.

If Mr. Einstein doesn't like the natural laws of the universe, let him go back to where he came from.

The surest way to make a monkey of a man is to quote him.

A freelance is one who gets paid by the word -- per piece or perhaps.