There is truth and falsehood in a comma.

James Joyce - an essentially private man who wished his total indifference to public notice to be universally recognized.

I read for interest and enjoyment, and when I cease to enjoy it I stop.

Between "just desserts" and "tragic irony" we are given quite a lot of scope for our particular talent. Generally speaking, things have gone about as far as they can possibly go when things have got about as bad as they reasonably get.

Save the gerund and screw the whale.

All mystical experience is coincidence; and vice versa, of course.

We give advice by the bucket, but take it by the grain.