It takes quite a bit of nerve for Democrats to complain about inflation. This reminds me of germs complaining about the disease.

Some newspapers are fit only to line the bottom of bird cages.

Asking Senator Fulbright's advice on foreign policy is like asking the Boston Strangler to massage your neck.

Confronted with a choice, the American people would choose the policeman's truncheon over the anarchist's bomb.

Mr. Fulbright hasn't said anything new or interesting or clever in five years; his intellectual well dried up the day after Walter Lippmann stopped writing his regular column.

Some newspapers dispose of their garbage by printing it.

It takes quite a bit of nerve for Democrats to complain about inflation. This reminds me of germs complaining about the disease.